I've not been a SI'er for what i would call a long time, compared to other people. about a year i would say. So much happened, and it all seemed to be happening at once, i was under a tremendus amount of stress, and the GCSE's were not helping the matter, after one very upsetting arguement with a whole group of friends, i turned to scrathing my arms, i don't know what pocessed me to do it, i just.. did.. and well, things continued as they were going and the SI continued also, i found myself adding more pressure, and it seemed to help, i never quite understood how, or why, all i knew was, "it helped" i expected people to flip at me if they saw, thoughts they'd run away if they knew, and i also thought i was the only one to ever go down this path. so i hid it and tried to pretend all was fine, but however that all went down the drain as i became very depressed.. it wasn;t until just before christmas someone found out. I still try to hide it these days, i guess i'm still scared of people finding out and talking to me about it, i know that my actions hurt those people who know. At one point i was cutting myelf daily, many times though the day, it was a way of coping, and a way i needed.. sometimes, i would get Suicidal feelings, and many times i tried taking overdoses.. but never went to the hospital.. instead i stayed at home and suffered in my room in scilence.. It was about christmas time that i finally realised that there were other people out there like me, i came across a girl who sent to me a few support forums, and i also used the net, and sites like this to research on things, and i guess in a way it helped me to realised i'm not as alone as i thought myself to be..