I don't even know how to articulate my feelings about self-mutilating. I began cutting, carving and burning and piercing myself when I was around 11. I still have scarring to remind me of how much harm did to myself. I asked for help at the guidance office and nothing came of it - essentially no one took me seriously when I tried to explain how much I just couldn't deal with my life circumstances. I was popular, got great grades,but I had no emotional support at home. My father left us and my mother had a nervous break, we stole food from the grocery store to eat. I was raising my little sister and eventually turned to street drugs to cope. I had a teacher in 7th grade who saw markings around my elbow where I had carved an inverted cross and took me out of the class and began crying - she was the first adult who I felt cared about me. I still struggle and I grew older I put myself in increasingly risky situations. I hope you take these children seriously, they need someone to help them.