If it weren't for my boyfriend I probably would have hardcore relapsed into self-harm by now. I want to cut so bad, but I know he would see the injuries and be sad and disappointed. I don't want to be a disappointment to anyone else. I'm just so sad and worthless feeling all the time. I was treated like, and raised to believe, that I am nobody and I think I'll always feel that way. But as long as he loves me there's proof that maybe I'm not that worthless after all. I could be a better girlfriend. I'm trying really hard to tread this water. I just hope I don't get exhausted and drown.