/r/MadeOfStyrofoam
Rest in Peace HooplaHobo, who was one of MadeOfStyrofoams founding fathers.
An open forum with loose moderation to discuss self harm in all its forms. You may post and comment as you please.
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Welcome to /r/MadeOfStyrofoam, the club for styrofoam artists emos making meme-os
We are only human. Remember that, and then make fun of it. This subreddit isn't intended to encourage any bad behavior, but rather to provide a place to poke fun at issues that haunt us, or that we know we may never be rid of. This sub is mostly made up of people who harm themselves for whatever reason, most typically cutting themselves, but we aren't going to discriminate.
Please note that participating in this subreddit does not mean that you should completely give up on yourself, it just means that you understand yourself and your issues enough to be able to be here without being "triggered", and personally we believe that having that ability is a pretty gigantic step in getting better. Perhaps not getting closer to stopping, but just getting better in general.
Leading into that, there will be no "trigger warnings" on this sub. If you do not think that you will be able to handle the humor and playful fun here then it is your responsibility to browse at your own discretion.
Please read the rules before posting for the first time.
FAQ - Some of you might want to ask questions about us, so here are answers by our subscribers to common questions.
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Where this sub got its name. RIP SHP here is a link that works (Link removed on 2024-11-30)
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The injury was accidental but MOS knows about wound care so, yeah.
I have normal-person band-aids, a gauze pad, and gauze pads with non-stick coating, and tape to hold stuff on. I’ve got a normal-parson band-aid on it rn, not sure if that will be enough for the amount of blood that it’s releasing but I guess I’ll see
Particularly seeking advice on how to reduce scarring and to keep the blood from dripping onto my shirt :,(
I don't know how to feel about it ngl. Although I was relieved when I did it, I feel kinda guilty lol . Well it is what it is 🥲
Here in New Zealand it’s officially summer grr. I have shit temperature regulation and am very prone to overheating, so I can’t wear long sleeves or pants.
Now my body is more visible to the public so I’ve gotta actually try to hide my cuts (oh god) and I have very strong gender dysphoria (which is, who could’ve guessed, helped only by wearing layers and baggy clothing).
Summer really kills two birds with one stone, I guess.
nfijehfdkjhgd idk ignore my stupid rambling, I’m tired as fuck
⚠️: Mention of nudity, eating disorders, addiction, sexual encounters, and self-demeaning language
I was involved in a sexual community for a few days recently and was sending sexual messages and pictures. I started at 12 and hadn't done that since I was 17, (I'm 22) and broke a promise to myself and everyone to never do that again because it was terrible for my mental health. Obviously I failed that.
The breaking point was when someone said they "love saggy boobs" after seeing mine. I lost it then and there. I know full well mine aren't actually saggy. They're just top-fill and big, so they look saggy. I know the general consensus with boobs is "boobs are boobs", but I absolutely can't shake the thought that mine aren't good enough.
It doesn't help that I'm overweight, (I'm morbidly obese according to a BMI scale, but I know they don't factor in muscle), and everything about me is just...ugly. I'm terrible at most of my hobbies and I'm jobless and broke, so not only am I ugly, I'm utterly useless, too.
I love the size my boobs are, but I absolutely HATE that they're not more "perfect" shaped. I know it's genetics, and I can't do anything to change it without surgery, and that the right person is gonna love them regardless, but I feel hideous. I could live with this one flaw, if I wasn't just one big flaw.
I think I'm at my boiling point now, chat. This, on top of everything else, has hurt. A lot.
I'm supposed to be losing weight, but I keep binging. I'm slowly learning to eat more intuitively and not go "oh, look, more food.", but it's such a slow process and I'm an impatient person.
I keep getting comments about my weight and my sibling keeps showing ugly pictures of me to their partner and partners friends and family so they can make fun of me.
My chronic pain is flaring up again and nothing really works for it, except painkillers that I can't take because I used to be addicted to them.
The only two people in this world who are in my support system are either too busy or aren't helping, and it's not like they're not trying, there's just nothing they can do.
I don't really have much to keep me going right now. I just want some weird fairy or something to show up and fix all my problems in the blink of an eye.
I don't feel good. At all.
First: spiders
Second: almost fully burnt my mums toast
Third: I ALMOST OUT HOT WATER IN MY HOT CHOCOLATE BEFORE FUCKING MIXING IT!!! I stopped myself though because I realised-
I haven't slept yet either but.. I never do so.. ye.
Actually.. that's probably why nothing is going well 😭
Ahhhhh!!!!!
All I was doing was buttering my mums toast and I just randomly thought "what if I done it this way?" LIKE IT WAS FUCKING NOTHING!!!!!!!
I'm still thinking of it likes it's pretty much every other thought!!!
I've fucked myself up man 😭
I'm trying to decide if I should tell my therapist that I've been thinking about hurting myself more lately, but I'm kinda annoyed with my therapist currently and I'm not sure if I should tell them or wait longer before I do.
my parents are fighting over my future again I can't take this shit anymore lmaooo
I just had to share this. I'm rolling
I've made a cut on the lower wide of wrist over the vein right on the joint. It I'd pretty easily visible. Does anyone have any tips or ways to hide it? I'm male so I don't save access to makeup and it's too big for a cheap excuse
Idk what to do because my parents are going to my therapist and giving complaints about me for my therapist to “fix” but that’s not how therapy works.
I tried to talk to my parents about it and they told me I need to stop having symptoms because it doesn’t help me get better.
They refuse to allow me to get on medication or get any extended help, how can I try to get them to understand it from my side?
Goodnight guys, or good morning, depending on where you are. If it is nighttime for you, may your sleep be restful and your pillows be cold. If it's daytime, idk, js come back at night and read this bc idk what to say to you. Don't die, because you never know what might happen tomorrow.
Probably nobody is gonna see this but I felt like being slightly poetic and i have nobody to say it to. Okay, Goodnight all! I love yall frfr, I hope I see yall tmr.