Started when I was 17 ,I was in an even deeper hell that the one Im in at the moment, couldnt see my mom, lost all my friends, and I was stuck with my dad who was too busy going out with his girlfriend, just remembering those moments make me have an anxiety attack, all the psychological abuse (sometimes physical) I endured... eventually I discovered self harm and It was so amazing, seeing the blood, feeling the pain... Ive never had people confront me about my scars (kept doing sh until like a month ago) but my sister has seen some scars, my dad saw the wounds but I lied and he chose to believe my bad lie, and I confessed to my mom that I did self harm but she never saw it... my psychologist was so surprised my dad never confronted me, I had moments were my arms were all bloody and completely full of wounds... so I dont do it for attention thats for sure, is just addicting and once in a while you discover a new method and it feels so good, not the pain for me its the aftermath, better than any medication...