Discussion what’s your relationship with sh?

[loslassen]

sorry that I keep making similar posts, the topic has just been in my mind and i feel a lot better when i'm able to talk about it with people without getting judged or them getting worried about me and snooping around my privacy like most close people would do irl.

so far for me self harm is something ambiguous and double-bladed, I know it can range from just pinching yourself to the worst permanent damage injuries possible. i have not reached out to professional or psychological sources to understand it yet, so to be fair it's an extremely unknown field of data for me, which encourages me to want and hear it from people themselves, therefore; what's your relationship with sh? what does it mean for you, why do you do it?

I used to bruise myself up with objects and rubber bands as well as bleeding my nose out just to touch the blood, but i stopped and never did anything of the sorts for almost two years. just a couple of days ago i tried cutting, which was shockingly satisfying, even though it's short lived, i actively want to do it again.

by the way, disclaimer that I am in no way encouraging this, in the end of the day it is harm to the person and nothing of the sorts should be acceptable to recommend. i find it comforting being able to talk about my own experience without shame and in seek of answers, reasons, and listening to others' experiences.

 

[OnMyLast Legs]

None whatsoever. I hate the slightest damage to my body. As you can imagine, this is an obstacle to suicide. I just want to turn off! I don't want to blow my head up or even bruise my neck.

 

[UserFromNowhere]

Never used to do it, never saw the point, then I picked up a blade a couple weeks back and enjoyed watching the blood pour out. Now I'm addicted and can't stop.

 

[haihaihai]

when i was younger & felt i did something wrong (to my parents, friends, etc), id stab my thighs with a pencil. i cut now, often after arguments or also because i did something wrong. its punishment, i think. i don't like it and regret it after, idont go deep and it still stings like hell especially when you're laying in bed. it's impulsive, and the rush makes me not feel so bad for at least an hour after. i wish i never started, my thighs look weird lol.

 

[joegoes100]

sorry that I keep making similar posts, the topic has just been in my mind and i feel a lot better when i'm able to talk about it with people without getting judged or them getting worried about me and snooping around my privacy like most close people would do irl.

so far for me self harm is something ambiguous and double-bladed, I know it can range from just pinching yourself to the worst permanent damage injuries possible. i have not reached out to professional or psychological sources to understand it yet, so to be fair it's an extremely unknown field of data for me, which encourages me to want and hear it from people themselves, therefore; what's your relationship with sh? what does it mean for you, why do you do it?

I used to bruise myself up with objects and rubber bands as well as bleeding my nose out just to touch the blood, but i stopped and never did anything of the sorts for almost two years. just a couple of days ago i tried cutting, which was shockingly satisfying, even though it's short lived, i actively want to do it again.

by the way, disclaimer that I am in no way encouraging this, in the end of the day it is harm to the person and nothing of the sorts should be acceptable to recommend. i find it comforting being able to talk about my own experience without shame and in seek of answers, reasons, and listening to others' experiences.

I'm going to try not to vent, but I'll share as much as I can think of, so it's probably going to be all over the place.
October 20th I started cutting my self. At first it was for relieving stress and pressure, but it quickly changed to whenever I was frustrated with my self or angry I would do it. At the same time my hatred for my self grew a lot.
I started with face razors and moved on to heavy duty razor blades.
I'm addicted now. I've tried to quit but at the slightest inconvenience I feel as if I need to. I've been trying to do it strictly where my underwear cover because I am a wrestler and my singlet needs to cover it, but I broke my collarbone and can't wrestle so I do it up and down my thigh now.
When I don't cut I feel depressed and disassociated. I guess it's also fueled by how much I hate my self but that's a separate story, and I guess it makes me feel normal in a way.
Someone found out and told my school counselor (still don't know who) so I thought coming clean would make things better, she had to tell my parents. Turns out everything is completely worse. I just hate my self more and cut deeper/more now. I've even attempted suicide twice since then.
I still don't really understand why I do it and why I can't stop, and I probably never will.
Overall I guess my relationship is that I'm completely reliant on self harm.

 

[GodzillasBiggestFan]

when i was younger i would burn and bite myself. now i sometimes cut or bruise myself. but i worry about the cutting giving me an infection or something that would just feel gross, or it being seen by someone. i've been a little scared out of it right nwo but i still really have the desire.

 

[loslassen]

None whatsoever. I hate the slightest damage to my body. As you can imagine, this is an obstacle to suicide. I just want to turn off! I don't want to blow my head up or even bruise my neck.

yeah I totally get this, specially with how stigmatized depression is and how you clearly don't need to SH to "qualify", which many people don't address.

I'm going to try not to vent, but I'll share as much as I can think of, so it's probably going to be all over the place.
October 20th I started cutting my self. At first it was for relieving stress and pressure, but it quickly changed to whenever I was frustrated with my self or angry I would do it. At the same time my hatred for my self grew a lot.
I started with face razors and moved on to heavy duty razor blades.
I'm addicted now. I've tried to quit but at the slightest inconvenience I feel as if I need to. I've been trying to do it strictly where my underwear cover because I am a wrestler and my singlet needs to cover it, but I broke my collarbone and can't wrestle so I do it up and down my thigh now.
When I don't cut I feel depressed and disassociated. I guess it's also fueled by how much I hate my self but that's a separate story, and I guess it makes me feel normal in a way.
Someone found out and told my school counselor (still don't know who) so I thought coming clean would make things better, she had to tell my parents. Turns out everything is completely worse. I just hate my self more and cut deeper/more now. I've even attempted suicide twice since then.
I still don't really understand why I do it and why I can't stop, and I probably never will.
Overall I guess my relationship is that I'm completely reliant on self harm.

I get the self hatred part, I've been increasingly upset at myself and I don't doubt that's one of the reasons why I'm doing it now…

 

[colorlesshue]

i've been self harming since I was eight years old, for me it's always been a natural instinct to bite myself when I was angry or overwhelmed. Now i'm older, and I cut myself frequently. It's a weird sense of safety for me, that no matter what someone does to me or has done I can always do worse. It's a weird feeling of "reclaiming" my own body by ruining it, if that makes any sense.

 

[fuzzypeach]

i have never been the type of person to cut myself, but i would grab like metal sticks and hit my head with them. also, taking a bunch of sleeping pills at once. then i stopped doing that, and started using pens to draw (aggressively) on my thighs. but its been a couple of years since i did any of this

 

[loslassen]

i've been self harming since I was eight years old, for me it's always been a natural instinct to bite myself when I was angry or overwhelmed. Now i'm older, and I cut myself frequently. It's a weird sense of safety for me, that no matter what someone does to me or has done I can always do worse. It's a weird feeling of "reclaiming" my own body by ruining it, if that makes any sense.

man I can't begin to imagine, it must be tough.