I hate. Wanting to vent to people. Because I know how they're gonna reply, usually is halfassed, "same", "I'm sorry" I want to hurt myself. So. ****ing bad. I cant go to anyone, because theyd either A) just say "oh dont do that." B) tell the school C) the counselor would inform my parents People say: "use the counselor" to vent. I cant. "Everything that's said is just between the two in the room, unless you've stated that you want to hurt yourself or others, then we have to inform parents." I dont feel safe venting to her For ****s sake my dad literally beat me with a ****ing belt when he found me SHing. Youd think he wouldnt, and would sit down to talk with me about what's wrong. Youd think he wouldnt hurt me. You think he wouldnt use the belt so ****ing hard that he broke it. Youd think hed be a good dad, helping his clearly struggling kid. Every day I will see parents who found their kids cutting and instead of getting angry at them, they try to help them. And I wonder, always.