Many may think that I’m crazy because of this but for me it’s already a serious problem which is getting just worse and worse with every day. I decided to write it here because I don’t want to let my parents or my boyfriend know about it. I can’t go to a psychologist otherwise they will understand that something isn’t right. I just simply can’t ask for somebody else’s help, I risk being caught. The reason I don’t want them to know about is that they will understand that there is a problem that I can’t solve and I can’t bear it. Yesterday I argued with my boyfriend, I got so angry I started to yell at him so bad. After that I was hitting myself, I punched my legs so bad that I have bruises all over them now. I hate myself because I do it, I know it’s not normal but I can’t stop doing it. I cry every time afterwards… I’m very mad and I cry because of doing it. I blame myself so much… that’s why I hit my self until I have bruises. I’m totally depressed but I have to hide all of this. I have to smile and to be a cute girl but I’m already sick of this. When I hit my legs I feel better for a while, it feels like I’m doing what I deserve, but after some time I feel terrible, alone and depressed. Nobody would ever have a clue what I’m doing because I try being different in society, I try being happy… I think everybody would have a shock if they would find out that I hit myself so bad and what’s inside my fake smile. I’m feeling alone and I don’t want to hit myself, I’m tired doing this, but I just can’t stop. I know what you have to say “better go and talk with somebody, you will feel better after that, those who love you will understand and they will try to help” and so on, but it’s not just like that. I feel that I don’t have to whom to talk to about it, that’s why I feel so alone, I know that nobody will understand me because my doings are not normal, like I’m a monster. I’m afraid that after telling them this they will look at me like at a monster. I’m afraid that my boyfriend will leave me if I tell him about this. I love him… I know I do, but if I hit myself he would think that’s because of him and I know that he doesn’t want to hurt me. But I hit myself only because of me. I never had a wish of hitting him, I truly love him. I don’t know how to make it stop… It feels so sad, I feel so depressed just looking at my legs, at my bruises. Whenever I’m hitting myself I’m just more and more angry, it doesn’t make me calmer at all. I’m scared of myself, literally. Sometimes I have suicidal thoughts and that’s what scares me the most. I imagine how I’m cutting myself with a razor blade and then I think how easy it would be to make it all stop at once. I don’t know what is waiting for me next but I need help because if I already thought of ending my life it’s a matter of time when I will start doing it… I know that life can be beautiful, I don’t want to die, I really don’t… but sometimes I feel like this is the only way of finding peace, or a place where all my pain will go away and I could start living normally. I’m scared, lonely and depressed and I don’t know what to do. P.S. You are a really kind person if you took your time and you read all of this…