my dad caught me and took my shit, this happened about 30 minutes ago.
when i get in really depressed states, my first instinct is to obviously do things to myself because i like the way it feels and it uplifts my mood a little bit. i know how harmful it can be, but i don't care so i keep doing it.
even if i try to stop, i always relapse and end up doing it again and again. well today as i was doing it, my dad walked in on me and began yelling at me and asking what was wrong with me. i couldn't give him an answer, because i don't know.
he's taken all the sharp things out of my room and is threatening to take out everything except my bed, a pillow, and a blanket. i hate him for this and i want to keep my shit in my room.
i can't resist the temptation and he just doesn't get it. i don't care if he's trying to help me, i want to do what i want to do and i don't want him getting in the way. he knows taking those things out of my room does nothing as i will find other ways to – instead, so i don't know why he bothers trying.
TLDR: i want him to leave me alone. how do i get my things back?