I am a secretly depressed teenager.Only 3 people know what I go through.Everyone else either doesn't really know everything or have no clue because I put up a facade.I have been doing really good recently(no cutting for 2 years) but that changed on Friday.That night, around 2am, I broke my streak.I cut, just once, but it was enough.I loved the feeling it gave me.I relieved me of everything.Until I realized what I had done the next morning.I was disgusted about it.I hope to never fall so far again.I was in a state of mind that was deeper than I had ever fallen.It was THE epitome of depression.I don't want to go to counseling because the idea of a stranger knowing all this about me is so bizarre.What could they know to do that my friends wouldn't?
