To most people, life might seem perfect. It’s not. I have an over bearing Dad and I am not allowed to really like the things that I do. I self harm. I cut my wrists, stomach, and thighs. I’m not happy with the way I look and I have so many emotions and don’t know how to deal with them so I take them out on myself. No one ever understands how I feel. I feel alone and sad all the time. I just want it to all be over.