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I had to tell my mom some how about my problem with cutting. I was so nervous to and I didn't know how. It took me a few months to plan it perfectly. What I did was print out a blog from To Write Love On Her Arms, and I wrote a seven page long letter to my mom about my cutting. I left it in her purse so when she got to her work she would read it and I would be at school. I planned for it to be then because that day I was going to my friends house after school then to practice and my mom would pick us up, so I didn't have to be alone when I saw my mom. My mom texted me after school ended telling me how much she loved me and how she cried when she read the letter because she would never want me to be so upset where I intentionally hurt myself. Reading her message made me want to cry. Not tears of pain though, tears of joy. I felt like at that moment, everything changed. I felt like everything was lifted off my shoulders. My mom wouldn't talk about it much in the car, probably because my friend was there but it wouldn't have mattered anyway because she already knew. When we got home, I started crying and telling my parents. They were understanding and weren't mad at all. I guess I had prepared for the worst. Things actually started getting a lot better from then.