So im a teenage girl growing up in the City. Faced with all the usual teenage drama: boys, make-up, mother-dearest, etc. And, Oh yeah. I'm bipolar.



Wednesday, 22 September 2010

Self harm

I've recently got into cutting my arm. Not to kill my self. I'm not even particularily depressed at the moment. Its more just to see how far I can go. It started off as barely surface scratches and they're gradually getting deeper but it doesn't hurt. I have a very high pain tolerance and if I concentrate hard I can turn off pain altogether in any situation. So even though I don't feel the pain, the reason I build up the depth gradually is that I don't like the feel it makes as your doing it. Its like the sound of chalk on a blackboard but a sensation. It rips rather than tears smoothly. Bit annoying. O well I'll keep trying.

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