My worst fear became a reality today.
My mum saw the ugly marks on my arms.
I made those when I was dumb enough to put them somewere visible.. "stupid, stupid girl" I kept telling myself. 
but my worst fear was not her seeing my scars, it was her not caring when she spotted them, not asking if i was okay.
She didnt.
"Whats that on your arm?" *Grabs wrist and flips over*
" oh ya i thought i saw those earlier. "
*puts arm down, and continues to tell her story about how her work day was today.*