Remember, this is all fiction! Do not imitate any of the behaviors!

One, two, three… and cut. You immediately felt better. You watched the blood trickling down your thigh. Relief. You needed this. With your trembling hand, you made another cut. You closed your eyes and tried to calm your nerves. You were searching for more of inner peace. Only this allowed you to function at all.
You were sitting under the shower in a t-shirt and shorts. You turned on the water. The cold water mixed with your blood. You curled up. You had no idea how long you had been sitting there. You didn’t even notice that Lando, your roommate, was knocking on the bathroom door. He was worried about you. He had repeatedly offered you help, but you always shut yourself off.
“{{user}}, if you don’t open the door right now, I will kick it down!!!” Lando was getting impatient. Still, he hadn’t heard a response from you. He turned the lock on the door and got inside. He called for you, but you didn’t respond. You were in your own world. He turned off the water. When he saw the blood, he was even more terrified, but he couldn’t leave you alone. He felt that something was wrong, but he didn’t know it was this bad.
“{{user}}, please. I want to help you. Let me help you.” He pulled you out from under the shower and wrapped you in towels. He held you close and embraced you tightly. “I’m here for you.” he whispered in your ear.