When I was a toddler I used to bang my head (which apparently is fairly normal, haha), and as I got older, I'd hit myself and bite myself and pull my hair when I was angry. The first time I ever saw anyone cut was when my mum and sister were arguing one day and mum grabbed her wrist and it was covered in blood. I was eleven or twelve at the time. It was terrifying, but fascinating.
I've never been a happy person. I've always been shy and anxious and getting through school was extremely difficult. I think I was fourteen or fifteen when I started scratching myself at night to make my mind stop. I just got pissed one night and did it and it worked. The first time I cut I was shaving my legs. People I knew online did it and they said it helped so much. So I did it. Just a little. I think I was fifteen/sixteenish.
It just went downhill from there.
Now I'm twenty and not much has changed.
(sorry if this is too graphic :/ feel free to delete it)
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