August 2004, when I was 13. I'd self-harmed before that, now that I really think about it, but not consciously knowing that it was self-harm, and not seriously at all. I'm really not certain on why I started.
The first time I did it consciously, I think it was intrigue or something. Then it turned into a coping mechanism and a habit, until I gave up for about 3 years without relapses. Just last month, I fell slave to the habit again when things got really tough for me, and here I am. I guess I'm trying to give up, although my opinion on that changes on a nearly daily basis.
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