Im addicted to sh. Completely addicted. I can’t to a few days without relapsing. I just threw my room apart looking for money and js spent 21$ on cheap ass razor blades just so they’d come tomorrow. It got so bad i think im gna end up dead or smth. Think im going crazy.

I’ve started self harming ever since I got in a new relationship and became overly in love after 2 months now. Sometimes we argue over little stuff but it gets to me. But in order not to make them feel bad or know about it I’ve been hurting my thigh. She knows I’ve done it before from scars on my wrist but I just can’t help but feel bad for every little thing and sometimes I just can’t help it.

sorry for my english the grammar.isnt that well, recently there have been cuts appearing out of nowhere and I KNOW i didnt do them myself, is it any sort of sign that my body is giving???because wounds never appeared that easily before and I dont even know where they come from. They are really small cuts though, does it havd to do with me cutting myself? It seems my skin has become so fragile lately Im getting worried

my fore arms are coverd and just wearing long sleeves isnt cutting it

I need to. I need to cut myself again. I need to. I haven't cut in a while. I need to. I wish I could go deeper. I wish I could do more than just my thighs and tummy. I want to so badly. I started cutting months ago. After something happened which involved a situation with people. It's been my entire life for the past 7 months, nothing will ever be the same. I'll never be able to talk to my friends again. I lost most of my friend group because of this. The guilt and rage made me cut more and more and more. I'm mad again. I'm filled with rage again. And grief. I need to cut again. It feels like it's been months but I don't know how long it's been. After what happened everything blends together. All I know is it happened from the 15th of April to the 17th. And it makes me want to cut more.

i'm seeing my therapist tomorrow during the afternoon. i am kinda out of it and don't want to speak to anyone about my problems in general, but my mother is almost forcing me to go. i've been three other times in the past and have done nothing but sit and have small talk. i want to at least try to talk, try to get this shit off my chest. though, i have been overly stressed with thanksgiving and having to see distant family and relatives; it didn't help with my confidence, at all. i don't know if there is a way to get myself to talk because i really, really need to. i know i do and trying to talk to my family about it is not easy because the constant thought of "they know everything about me, they're gonna hate me afterwards" is replaying in my head.

what i'm basically saying is: how do i properly talk about my problems without feeling judged or awkward.

i also suck at socializing, in all conceptualization of conversing to another human being. i fucking suck at communicating

self harm is a part of my problems.

Yesterday I went to one of my friend's house with other friends and worked on a school project that involved painting and stuff. I was wearing a black hoodie, as usual, but was scared it could get paint on, so I took it off. Before I took off my hoodie I requested my friends to not make any kind of questions, bc I was wearing a short sleeve shirt, and then took it off.
Everything was fine until one of my friends kinda forgot about my request and asked "Why do you have many scars on your arm?" and other friend replied him that he shouldn't make any type of questions about it. This friend kinda understood why I didn't wanted any type of questions related bc he once told me he thought of doing sh but didn't bc he was affraid.
For the rest of the day it was normal, it was actually nice, but I'm a little scared they say stuff at school tomorrow. Idk, like that I am weird for doing sh, or that I'm an attention seeker (which I'm not). Plus, in tuesday and thursday, maybe wednesday too, we're joining again in my friend's house to keep on working on our project. I'm a little nervious for tomorrow, but also not expecting much.
Thanks for reading, I just wanted to post about this :))

TW? LGBTQ+.
I genuinely don't know what to do anymore, I'm in the closet hiding any signs that I'm trans cause my family would beat me too a bloody mess then throw me on the street. So I cut myself to numb it I guess, I don't really know why. But I have too hide it as well cause they show zero remorse for as what they call "cutters" and I don't know what too do anymore like I think about suicide all the time but I think about the slight chance for hope and the only person who I thought would possibly support me and understand me I found out they most likely wouldn't just like everyone else in my family. I have nobody to talk too about this stuff and it's eating away at me inside. I cut myself so much that I'm running out of room and just going over scars and I don't know how to get better.

I just kind of let them sit there, if they are deep I'll apply lotion. My family doesn't afford/ buy bandages.

I’ve been trying to start my math homework this whole break but whenever I try I get the urge to stab myself with my pencil. I can’t type either I just end up staring at the my laptop for hours. I’m already behind with my school work and everyone thinks I’m just being lazy

I only recently started cutting myself because my situation right now is buns, and I felt like I deserved to hurt, but then I had a conversation with my best friend, and he always makes me want to take care of myself and live a healthy life, but now that I'm not feeling those strong emotions as much, I still feel the urge to cut and leave scars on my thighs. I can't stop thinking about doing it again, but I don't want my best friend to be disappointed in me, and I don't even know why I still want to. Does anybody else feel like this? Or might know why I feel like this?

I don’t know what to say. I was doing so well, and now 7 years (holy moly I didn’t realise it had been that long) down the drain. I feel awful. It’s the end of first semester of my senior year of college and I feel so out of control that I needed to do something and that something turned out to be SH. I did it a couple times before now last week, but it doesn’t even feel like I’m doing it. Now I’m lost my clean streak, and I’m so mad at myself. I’ve been disassociating and just want this to end. I want the semester over but I have so much work in 2 weeks that I can’t see myself stopping SH until the semester is over, but maybe I won’t even stop. I don’t know if I can. I hate this mix of disgust when I look at my legs and sense of lack of control. What do I do…

HUGE MASSIVE TW

Hey guys, I don’t know what to do. I’m so lost and absolutely devastated.

My best friend is so insanely addicted to self-harm really bad. He’s sure he’s going to die this way and I’m positive tonight is the night.

He plans on cutting into an incredibly dangerous area, into/beyond subcutaneous fat, directly over one of the largest arteries commonly associated with suicidal self-injury.

He swears he doesn’t want to die, and I believe him, but he’s so convinced his wounds are shallow and insignificant despite all I try to tell him that he’s playing with his life.

I’ve been preemptively mourning his loss for months, but now that the time is seemingly so close despite all I’ve tried to support him, cherish him, love him, and keep him here, it’s hitting like a fucking bullet to the back of my head.

What do I do? I feel completely shattered.

i’m a bit silly guys :3

It doesn't make me feel better, it just makes me feel worse. I've been doing this for years, and I still don't know why.

Idk if this is the right place to talk about this but we'll see, so a day ago I didn't eat like the whole day and it felt SO GOOD like, I was actually confident about my body, I looked and felt skinnier and everything, but I ended up eating today again and now I feel gross once more, like lately it's been getting easier to just not eat anything since I started exercising and going outside more, I'm like obsessing over my weight now, idk if this is necessarily self harm but it feels soooo good to be hungry, and for your stomach to just be empty yk, and each time I eat lately I exercise excessively to burn off the weight since I can never make myself throw up. Ik it isn't good for me but I just want to feel good about my body again.

Take all your friends and make a deal that no one kills nor harms themselves without everyone else.this is something me and my best friend and later my other friend have all done and it's worked to keep us all here we call it our death pact and we all wear a safety pin all the time on our friendship bracelets :)

So, I’ve been w my bf for four years. I’ve cut since I was 13 And I’ve been w him since I was 14, I’m not 18, and he knows I cut myself in the past.

The problem is he got really bad mentally and it took him months and months to get better. He is much better now luckily but I don’t wanna tell him ive relapsed so many times since I last told him I did (July).

I don’t want him worrying about me so bad to the point he gets bad mentally. I’ve never needed medical attention (most I’ve done is cat scratches and styro as ppl call it) but I can definitely see why he would worry.

In short, idk how to tell him, and I’m scared he’ll get fucked mentally again. But I know he’ll notice eventually. Any advice at all is appreciated.

i relapsed and it’s been so long i forgot how bad it burns against clothes, water, air, anything.

should i put something like aquaphor on?

thankyou

Today I told my mom that I was self harming again and she flipped. She asked why I kept lying to her and why I kept cutting. Why I didn’t go to her. She said that I would have to sleep in my sister’s room from now on and she would make me work out so hard until I couldn’t even think about cutting. I wish I had killed myself today instead of telling her. When I told her that I wanted to kill myself she called me really selfish. Every time I told her why I cut she said that those were irrational thoughts. She calmed down and said she didn’t know how to deal with things sometimes. I asked her to take me to the hospital and she said no. I’m currently sleeping on an air mattress in my sister’s room. I just wanna die. I wanna die so bad. I wish I never existed. I wanna go back to my room

I love my scars and all, but WHY does the healing process have me scratching the shit out of them 😔😔😔 it’s so itchy bruh, GRRRAHHHH

I posted on the relationship advice sub and everyone there said that I was codependent and that my boyfriend was better off staying away from me. I feel so horrible about myself and I cut myself for the first time at work. They said I needed to respect his boundaries but I wasn’t upset about his boundaries I understand them and I don’t mind but everyone there told me that I was wrong. I didn’t mean to make it seem like I didn’t respect him because I do but I think maybe they’re all right and he’s better off without me and the more I think about it maybe I don’t contribute anything to anyone that they can’t get somewhere else. And now I feel even worse because he’s going to see the cuts and I don’t know what I’m gonna tell him because I don’t want him to be concerned about me or feel guilty.

So I thought all of my razor blades were thrown away but I found one while cleaning my room its sitting on my bookshelf and I keep glancing at it

I'm getting urges i've been getting urges for a while too i've been clean for bout a month and a half but its hard I hate myself just not cutting isn't making me feel better

I'm really good at masking but in a way its me being a liar by acting fine i'm really paranoid of people lying to me or acting fake and it makes me feel like i'm not living in reallity

The urges are really strong my forearms and face are feeling so tingly I hate it when does it end I don't cut but i'm still suicidal I don't know what to do

I'M FUCKING TRYING but it isn't enough its never enough i'm always tired I can sleep eight hours I can sleep 12 hours or I can sleep four hours it doesn't matter i'm always tired I want to end it all

I relapsed after 7 months but like Fr don’t know why, I’m happier than I was last winter, I have no reason too but I did it anyways, it’s like I want the sadness and pain to come back because my friends are starting to make me feel bad about myself again yet I’m just not bothered this year and for some reason I hate it, I just want an excuse to fall back into my depression ig

I just cut deep styro, any deeper and I probably would have gotten baby beans. I cleaned it and the bleeding stopped pretty quickly. I dont have any bandaids though, so I'm not exactly sure what to do. Can I leave it uncovered as long as I keep it clean or something?

I keep looking it up and nothing but Green Giant brand green beans. I think i hit beans but idk

I’ve been hitting myself for the past 10 minutes over a conversation with my boyfriend (I’m 18M) and I need someone to talk to to ground myself because I don’t want to cut but this conversation is making me feel horrible when I shouldn’t need horrible I’m having so much trouble I’m crying I need help I feel like shit someone please talk to me