Relapsed

I have nobody to talk to about this. All it took was a shitty afternoon. I’m so confused, and upset, I’ve had worse days than this, and I still didn’t cut. I’ve been trying to get the scars to fade and stop altogether so nobody sees when the summer comes, and now I have more to worry about. I’m so trapped. I do this because I hate myself, and I hate myself because I do this. My brain and my body just want to destroy each other. I am the worst person for me. What do I even do with that?