When I was ten/eleven, I began pulling my teeth out prematurely because it bled, and because it hurt. That was the point, it hurt. And I wanted it to hurt. I wanted to taste that blood.
For years before I began to extract my own teeth, I had been biting my nails to a bleeding point. I still do that. I never knew that those were forms of SIV (self-inflicted violence) until after I began my stampeed of harming myself.
I began "cutting" (more of scratching) myself when I was thirteen. I'll be sixteen in December of 2004. I progressed from sewing needles, to a safety pin, to a serated knife, to a razor. I've cut myself, burnt myself, hit myself, bit myself, pulled teeth, pulled hairs. Anything to cause myself pain - anything to release the underlying tension.
My advice: don't begin. And if you have, stop A.S.A.P.
As of July 06, 2004: I haven't cut for a tad over two weeks, but I'm having a killer urge right now.
