Things were actually staring to get better for once. To get into high school, I have to take a big test. I ended up getting accepted to all of my high school choices. I was actually happy for a while. I started to talk to an old friend again that I had known since kindergarten. Let's call him Sam. We started talking almost everyday. Sam always woke up early and went to bed early, even on weekends. I actually managed to make him stay up to 11:11 to make those stupid wishes. After a few months, I told him that I used to cut myself. He said he would stay by me. Everything was...actually okay. Sam always showed signs that he liked me so I figured, why not just tell him? The day I was a bout to, I went on my Facebook and saw something in my newsfeed thingy. This one girl told him that she liked him. You'll never guess what he said...I still feel so stupid for falling for a guy. Then, things started to get worse at home and at school. I started cutting again after two months of being clean. I actually almost killed myself. Oh, I went to tell my parents about my problem. Before i could say it, My mom said, "I don't want you to have problems like your friend" I walked away. So, I can't be their little girl with problems. Hmmm.
EDIT: Something I forgot, Sam is actually starting to not talk to me anymore. Another third best friend lost.