what the hell?

This was either a one-time thing or I'm more of a spur-of-the-moment harmer than a planned out one. Maybe it really is all in my head and I don't know what the hell I'm doing. I scratched on my hand last Thur, so healing is well on its way. After my unplanned disclosure in today's earlier post I was feeling decidedly on edge. I thought, "If this whole self-injury thing I'm doing to myself is for real, let's just see." I tried to peal the scabs off my hand but only got four of seven, because it hurt dammit!

So I guess physical pain is not my way to cope. Too bad for them.