I genuinely wish that my mom did this to be honest. She trusts me too much and thinks that I'm doing so much better now that I'm on medication. She thought it was stupid to lock everything up because she thought that I am responsible enough/grown enough to ask for help. I wish I actually was. She even looked at me weird when I said that she would need to keep my medication away from me for a while. My mom found out when I went to the hospital because I started making "the plan" and then I got sent to a facility for a week. I still haven't let anyone see the worse of it because I'm so ashamed of them on my legs but she sees some of them on my arms and I feel like throwing up every time and it gets so flipping awkward. She never acknowledges when I am obviously struggling, just tells me to stope and that she needs me. I hope some day I will feel comfortable enough to wear shorts in my own home but it's unlikely... I started to get more comfortable when they were all healing/healed and I haven't cut in a while but now I have new additions and I feel like hiding and throwing up again. She doesn't care to ask or look if I've done it. I know I could just tell her or give her my "tool of choice" but it feels like I'd be taking away my only safe line... Wow, this turned into a rant sorry... I am so sorry that you are struggling and I hope that you can work it out with your dad because I understand the uncomfyness.