You ask me why I do this, why I hurt myself and I don't have an answer for it. I know it's stupid and that I should quit but I don't want to. I know it's all in my mind and that it won't actually help me but you yelling and me and telling me that I'll go to hell for breaking a promise doesn't make me feel any better. If anything, it makes me even more depressed than what I already am. I'm sorry I can't live the stress free life like you do and if you knew what I was going through, I guess you'd somewhat understand why I do it. It's not because I want to die, that is not the reason and you're not going to lose your "best friend" anytime soon so don't worry about me. I'll be ok. Just give me space to make my own stupid decisions and let me learn from them on my own. I don't need you to hold my hand and walk me through it. You're not my mother. I'll stop when I'm ready but until then just back off and give me the space that I need.
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