It all started when I turned 15. I was raped by my ex-boyfriend. I started cutting myself to let some of my pain out, but it only made things worse. I had to cover up my arms because I had so many cuts there. Then I started cutting on my legs. I had to always wear pants to cover it up. My life was over, I thought. I even tried killing myself. I never thought I’d get out of this, but I am doing better now.