Oy. (TRIGGERING)

I had a therapy appointment today. Thank fucking god. I feel a lot better now but realized after I left what I needed to talk to her about. That's annoying. And she always asks me if I've cut again and I have to LIE to her and say no because she's a mandatory reporter and would tell my mom. The real answer is yes, yes I have cut. I wish I didn't have to lie but I really don't want my parents taking away my phone, yelling at me, and grounding me. I really wish I could admit to it and don't really know what the hell to do.

Shit, too. My grades are going down, not up. I'm gonna have a B average by the end of this trimester and that doesn't fly with me. I'm such a fucking failure. T.T Of course I didn't check my grades until after therapy. I'm such a failure.