Self harm has been a big part of my life for as long as I can remember. I was always a masochistic kid I guess. I would punch and bang my head against the wall, I'd get into fights. I started cutting at 10, haven't stopped since. I'll occasionally bruise or burn myself but I seem to have always been addicted to pain. I was physically abused until I was 17, I think something in my brain is wired to associate large emotions (happy or sad) with physical pain. I think there's a self punishing aspect, a control aspect. There's a part of it I find comforting too in a way. Normally, I'm an extremely detatched person and usually very dissociated. Self harm brings me back to reality and gives me something "real" to worry about. The pain is grounding. Takes the focus away from things I can't control. Turns my head off. Not to say its good for me, it's kinda ruined my life. But its the only thing that works. I'm covered in scars and that's really alienated me, even from others I know irl who sh.
I hate my self harm, I wish I never let it get to this point.