!!ONLY!! and i mean ONLY if you have self harmed answer this question.?

Question

Why did YOU do it? i know why i did it....but why did YOU do it? and did you get help? and if u did who from? **stories are welcome**

PLEASE NO NEGATIVE ANSWERS! ONLY SERIOUS ANSWERS!

Answer 1

i self harm to try and get a release from all the emotions that build up - when i just can't cope. i also do it to punish myself, and because i hate myself and life to the point of being suicidal. i hate the sight of blood, so i don't do it for the blood, but i like to see a lasting mark, and it is more effective for me if i make a lot of marks - i dunno why, i just like the look of multiple, repetitive marks. and no, i haven't got help yet. i doubt whether or not i have depression (though i think i must, i just tell myself i'm being stupid) plus i don't have the guts (possible social anxiety as well.)

Answer 2

As I teenager and into my early 20s I cut sometimes. Lots of reasons. Unhappiness... part of me felt like it made me cool or tough somehow... wanted to hurt others by hurting myself. Was abused at home but it didnt leave marks people could see, so I think part of it was trying to in a way make people see I was being hurt. Maybe taking control of the hurt... I could hurt myself worse than they could hurt me kind of thing. Also, I just found it interesting. When I began to grow up a bit I saw how dumb it was, completely flying in the opposite direction of what I thought it was doing for me. Definitely not cool, in fact, it's likely that behaviour kept me more apart from others and seen as less cool. Finally, my girlfriend (who is now my wife by the way) saw some of the scars I had tried to hide and was disgusted. I had always halfway bragged on those marks, but when I saw the look on her face I tried to lie my way out of it and give some lame way it happened, but as some of the scars were words I had carved in, it didn't work. It really lost it's power when I realized what an f'ed up thing I was doing. All that hurting my own body... stupid. I'm in my 40s now and I still have some of the worst scars, and I feel bad when I look at them, so I don't. I do forgive myself though. No use to punish myself or anybody else forever over the past. Now my wife laughs with me about how vain I am on my body. I use Olay body wash! And powder on my butt! LOL.. and any other darn thing I think of that feels nice and keeps my skin in good shape. Maybe subconsciously I'm trying to make it up to myself for being cruel before.

Answer 3

When I was in high school, I would use a razor blade and cut myself, not intending to kill myself, but just to make myself hurt and bleed. I still have some scars to this day. I didn't realize until I was in college that I'd been suffering with depression for years, but I'd long since stopped by then. Don't know why it was I stopped, but I did and without help. I just knew I was hurting, though I didn't know the reason why, and physical pain was easier to deal with than the emotional pain.

Answer 4

My life is filled with alot of sorrow. My mom hit me and my sisters when we were younger. I still got hit even when I was in my early teens. I am 16 now. She smokes pot and is manipulative. She was always criticizing me and my sisters. IT was like living in hell. My step dad really didn't care that she was mean to us. He told us not to talk back to HER! Well, she got into a huge argument with me and moved out. My dad blamed me for it for a long time. I even had to take over all the responsibilities in the house. Cooking, cleaning....etc.

My life was miserable. And to make things worse I had to go to school, where I wasn't popular and I was considered a nerd because I got such good grades. AND my sister and I faught constantly. One night my sister and I were arguing and she said she hated me and cussed me out.

That's when all the anger and hatred for my mother came out. My sister reminded me of my mom at that moment and it made me outraged. i locked my self in my room and threw all the things on my dresser to the floor. In the process I broke a snow globe. I took a big glass shard and cut long thin lines on my upper thigh so no one could see it. It made me feel so much better but I regretted it later. I never told anyone I did it but I did do it again.

I never got any help and I am still dealing with my mom leaving. She has been gone a year and its only been a few months since I cut myself the last time.

i know I just need to be strong and I will get over it. i think i may need help but right now things are too messed up for me to think straight.

I hope you will get help and stop. Because self harm is not hte solution. Its a form of weakness. I know that now and I am trying to help myself. And when the time is right I will get help.

Answer 5

When i wasa twelve i was cutting, as a way to seek help, for my depression and suicide hoping that the counselour and my teachers at school would notice and talk to me, but they only had a mental health professional, from CPS come and evaulate me( soo not my plan) i was scared that they were going to admit to some hospital. so that made me even more depressed. so i just started cutting because it made me feel good, and better for all the bad things i did. but my mom found out, and she didn't know how to handle the situation so she, was threatening, hopeing to snap me out of it. I am now 14 and i wanted help because of my suicidal actions and thoughts, and my hallucinations. but the honest truth i wasnt thinking of the thought that if my parents found out that they were going to admit me to a hospital Last night my parents admitted me to a treatment center a 55min drive from home. for cutting, and my thought to carry out my suicidal plan, hallucinations (psychotic symptom), destructive episodes, and PTSD. ( yes i am allowed on the computer and the internet) now the minimum stay is for 7 wks. SOoo... my life is totally screwed.
that is my story
Sorry you felt soo sad hope you feel better

Answer 6

I overdosed on medication once and I tried to slit my wrist a few times. I was extremely depressed and yes I found a great Psychiatrist to help me out. I am now on the right medications and I no longer want to die. Don't try to do it honey its not worth the pain that your family goes through trust me. Good Luck

Answer 7

I'm 13 years old.I started cutting soon after I had turned 13.I think cutting is retarted and always have.I did it because according to my school councelor,I had phycological something something.and like I was in an institute for about a month from starving myself and cutting.I did it because I was abused by my dad and was always dropped off places and my dad starved me and when he fed me I starved myself.Children Services didn't do crap about it but I think whatever.I'm thankful I'm alive and I'll never attempt suicide ever again.I have to much ahead of myself to go ending my life!

Answer 8

I believed there was an unnamed "ugliness" present within me, causing others to believe me "unacceptable"

At times I would feel low in my emotions, and lower, and would spiral down, feeling I was no good, .... as my feelings became more self focused and more intense ......
there came an extreme urgency to rid my body of the "ugliness"

At first I had only a couple of friends and no dates.
When I did have a guy, we married, he was possessive, jealous, abusive, and deranged. In every manner, treating me as "trash". Stalking me, blaming me for his problems....
He wanted me dead, and would recite versions of how and where he was going to carry out his desire for my death,... because he believed I was "trash"

Following that relationship I felt "low", often believing the verbal abuse fed me for so many years ..... and there were moments of extreme intensity where I believe that I must somehow "punish" my body to rid it of the awful "ugliness", if I were to survive, I believed that other people didn't accept me because they could somehow "see my ugliness".
Self harm seemed, in those moments to be the only solution.

Yes, I got help. Seeing a Christian Counselor for my depression and PTSD from the years of abuse I endured, I had to learn that I was no longer the victim, but the survivor. He was the internally flawed person, without excuse. He was the liar. There I was scarred from the experiences of that marriage, but very much alive. I had emerged with children and a future. God wanted me to live, to find forgiveness, and to love and be loved. I learned from my counselor, "Perfect love casts out fear"(from the Bible)
At my church I was referred by one of the ministers to the counseling department where I met a professional counselor who worked with me. She, in turn also sent me to my Dr to be treated for the physical aspects of my depression.

Today I live in the positive, I love who I am. My family surrounds me. Those days of long ago are gone.

Answer 9

I was depressed and lonely. It released endorphines that made me feel better if just for a little bit. But then I found Pain pills and those took over. Yes I got help and am doing fine now.

Answer 10

I did it (still have an occasional relapse) for stress relief. My parents forced me in to rehabilitation, counseling and medications. I was diagnosed bipolar when I was 14 so it was also something I did when I was experiencing manic episodes. If you are self-injuring please seek help. I'm a teen moderator at this website. It's great, small and a very caring place to talk with others whom are addicted to something. The site is: http://www.soberteensonline.com . Please join. Take Care and STAY SAFE!!!!!