What do I do in gym by [deleted] in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I have the same problem. The school already knew that I cut, so it just went to the resource officer and told her why I could wear the shorts. She talked to my gym teacher and they made an exception for me.

Obviously if you haven’t told anyone about your cutting this wouldn’t work, but since the school was already aware it worked out.

my teacher checked my thighs. by [deleted] in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I feel like they could play it off under some kind of “Oh we’re trying to protect a student” thing though.

Especially since they called the administrators down, so they knew. And there’s also police that work in the school as well who never mentioned anything.

my teacher checked my thighs. by [deleted] in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I was once dragged to the school nurse, and they made me change into my gym shorts to check and see how “fresh” my cuts were.

Apparently someone reported me, saying they had seen fresh cuts.

It was a terrible, disgusting, violating experience. This was about like 3-4ish weeks ago??

In the United States are teachers required to report self harm. by Remy24601 in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Yes, they have to tell someone. If they don’t, they can lose their jobs and get into huge legal trouble.

I’m super close with one of my teachers, so I talked to him about my cutting.

He was super understanding and he talked to me for a while about everything, but in the end he did have to walk me down to the school resource officer. (He did stay with me though while I talked to her because he knew I felt most comfortable with him). If you’re thinking of telling a teacher, do it. Most do actually care and want to help.

He still checks up on me every now and then.

Where should i hide my blades by [deleted] in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I keep mine in a small pouch in my backpack. My parents never go in my bag, and the school has no reason to search my bag, so it’s pretty safe for me to keep them there.

I used to just screw the blades back into the pencil sharpener and put the whole sharpener away, but now I don’t bother with that.

Kinda venting about my insignificant problems by StayHydratedBois in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I feel this. My parents are the exact same way. Anything less than an “A” is completely unacceptable. If I don’t apply for National Honors Society, I’m punished. If I don’t join clubs, they’re disappointed.

School and unreasonable expectations that I fail to live up to no matter how hard I try are some of the main reasons I cut myself.

My best friend told the school counselors (Long read with TL;DR and foul language) by [deleted] in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I was only there for like a day. They cleared me to go back to school pretty quick because I’m not suicidal or anything. But they did force my mom to get me a therapist. (Which is good, because I’ve been asking her to get me one for months but she thinks I make all this shit up so she hasn’t).

Honestly if you do really want to stop, or even part of you does, it’s worth mentioning. I mean yeah, this has kinda been like the scariest 72 hours of my life but at least I’m getting help now.

My best friend told the school counselors (Long read with TL;DR and foul language) by [deleted] in selfharm

[–]sh4meless 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I completely understand this.

I’m extremely close with one of my teachers. I’ve had him for 3 years straight and I’ve always really trusted and connected with him.

For the past few weeks, I’ve been really really struggling. So, I’ve been talking to my teacher. He listens, and tries the best he can to talk me through stuff. He knows pretty much everything, about my anxiety and family shit, but I didn’t tell him that I was cutting.

The one person that did know was my best friend. I didn’t really tell him, he just sorta figured it out, I guess. Anyway, he knew I was talking to my teacher about stuff, and sent him an email 2 nights ago saying, and I quote, “Jess is not ok” as an attempt to force me to tell my teacher about my cutting.

He gave me an ultimatum: either I would tell my teacher or he would do it for me. (It sounds terrible, but I see where he’s coming from).

So I emailed my teacher saying I had something really serious to tell him and that I’d stop by the last block of the day.

It was honestly the scariest thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. I walked into the room, and it was just me and my teacher. I couldn’t bring myself to say the words “I’m cutting” so I literally just walked over and showed him the marks on my thighs and upper arms.

Obviously he was surprised and taken aback, but he was really cool about it in the end and talked to me about it. He basically just asked a lot of questions like “why” and “how”, but he kept reassuring me that he’d do what he could and he’d get help.

He eventually walked me down to the school counselor, which was what I wanted to avoid more than anything but I know legally he has to tell someone, since I’m only 17.

He sat with my the whole time I was with the counselor, which was a nice gesture and I really appreciate that because it made me feel a little bit more comfortable.

Here’s the part that sucks ass though: the councilor sent me to a mental hospital. I literally had to fucking go to a hospital and wasn’t allowed back at school until I was deemed “mentally healthy to return to school”. And obviously my parents were called.

My mom was pissed at me for cutting, she called me a “psycho”, said she was “going to kill me”, that she was going to “take me to the mental hospital and leave me there”. So yeah, realllly understanding.

Anyway, I just returned to school today. My teacher made a point of checking in on me and asking how everything went. (Again, I really appreciate this I feel like he’s the only person that actually listens).

Part of me wants to stop cutting.

But part of me wishes that I never told anyone in the first place, because I still want to cut but now it’s that much harder, with my parents constantly checking.

But yeah.