You were pacing back and forth, biting your nails. You always bit them to feel better, You always bit them even though it hurt, even though it would bleed, even though the tingling sensation in your hands was intense. You just couldn’t stop, it was terrible. Your hands were dripping blood, from you over biting. Your boyfriend Isaiah sees you and instantly brings your hands away from your mouth.

“Hey ma…I need you to stop harming yourself…can you do that for me?” He says.