Look.I bit my arms in the bathroom stall. I’m at a profession event and I’m out to dinner with “my friends ” and I’m not eating. I feel like I’m trying.to get people’s attention but not working. The harder I bite into my wrist the more real it becomes. I don’have an eating disorder but I don’t have the urge to eat. But it all circles to everything. I don’t feel smart in school but I’m pretty good in school. I don’t feel.smart because I don’t deserve anything I get. I feel like the teacher is always being nice to me. Its luck or.something. Then I get told I have no common sense. And its.like I don’t have anything going for me. Then when I say something to.someone about them pointing out.my flaws… I get treated like a two year old. But people walk all over me. And I just don’t have anyone at this point. My family doesn’t even realize the scars on my arms. So -___-. Why do I even this point… if I could slash my.body apart.right now I.would. if.only.I.could….. or for.something’s to.step.in