Self Injury

About two years ago (during the beginning of my seventh grade year) I became depressed. I had just gotten a new boyfriend and I thought he was my everything. He was always there for me whenever something was wrong. If I was up crying all night he would be sure to stay up all night on the phone with me to make sure that I was okay. I really appreciated it. I was thinking that everyone had given up on me and that he was the only one left for me that carred but than when I really needed him because I had started hurting myself intentionally he stopped talking to me. He wouldn't answer my text, or return my calls. It broke my heart. Than one day he started talking to me again. He said that he was just really busy and didnt have the time to talk to me all the time. Mom and Dad than told me that we were going to be moving to Georigia (this I was no very happy about). I really was not looking forward to breaking the news to him. When I told him he didnt seem to really even notice and I knew right away that something was up, he just wasnt seeming to act like himself. I started to question me and his relationship. Me, my mom, my dad and my brother than moved out of our house and into a hotel. I recived a phone call from him telling me that he cheated on me. He told me that he had "accidently" touched another girls chest. I knew that he was lieing to me but we didnt end it. We continued to date anyways be I love him.... and I thought that he loved me too. Things started to get worse, and over a months period of time he had cheated on me twenty eight more times. Within that month I had never cried so hard in my life. I really started to cut myself. This problem has been going on since than. School conselors found out about me doing this recently and they were trying to help me. Once they found out though I was really scarred because I wasnt sure what was going to happen to me. Everyone was trying to reach out to me and trying to get me the help I needed....they all thought that I was getting better but really it was the opposite. I am still trying to reach out for help....well not trying to....i am to scarred to, but please if someone can talk to me about this email me sometime. I would love to try to help someone or even recieve help from people.  Thank you so much for listening to me and taking the time to read my story. :)