Post by nix on Nov 30, 2003 18:37:38 GMT -5
Hi, I'm a little embarrased to be coming out with this, as I have never before admitted this is a problem, but it is. As I type this I have a lot more sores on my face that are trying to heal then I care to admit.
I look in the mirror after a "session" and get totally disgusted with myself, it makes me sick that I do this. When I was very little my older sister--she was 14 years older than me--held me down and squeezed my pores and showed me what happened and from then on I was addicted. It's like I completely zone out when I'm doing it--I tell myself to stop and I think "one more" but it's never one more. I've been blessed with relatively clear skin and sometimes I wish I wasn't just so I would have something to do! I'm so angry with myself for this. It's impossible not to be. I should have enough self control.
I'm 25 now and I really want to stop doing this to myelf. I do it to my bf too and he is very tolerant until it gets bad and then he makes me stop--he says he likes the attention and even the pain a little. Sometimes I look at what I've done to his back and it makes me cry--it's one thing to do this to myself but to inflict scars on the beautiful skin of the man who loves me most in the world--I'm so ashamed of myself. I've tried bringing this up in the therapy but I'm too embarrassed and I haven't been able to afford it--the last therapist I had didn't think it was a big deal.
Looking at me, you would never know that I have this problem, unless you had it too. When people ask about the scars on my arms I tell them mosquito bites. My face I can pretty much keep covered with makeup.
Anyway, hello and thanks for reading. I'm really glad to know this isn't just me. Something in me told me last night that it was time to get help.
I look in the mirror after a "session" and get totally disgusted with myself, it makes me sick that I do this. When I was very little my older sister--she was 14 years older than me--held me down and squeezed my pores and showed me what happened and from then on I was addicted. It's like I completely zone out when I'm doing it--I tell myself to stop and I think "one more" but it's never one more. I've been blessed with relatively clear skin and sometimes I wish I wasn't just so I would have something to do! I'm so angry with myself for this. It's impossible not to be. I should have enough self control.
I'm 25 now and I really want to stop doing this to myelf. I do it to my bf too and he is very tolerant until it gets bad and then he makes me stop--he says he likes the attention and even the pain a little. Sometimes I look at what I've done to his back and it makes me cry--it's one thing to do this to myself but to inflict scars on the beautiful skin of the man who loves me most in the world--I'm so ashamed of myself. I've tried bringing this up in the therapy but I'm too embarrassed and I haven't been able to afford it--the last therapist I had didn't think it was a big deal.
Looking at me, you would never know that I have this problem, unless you had it too. When people ask about the scars on my arms I tell them mosquito bites. My face I can pretty much keep covered with makeup.
Anyway, hello and thanks for reading. I'm really glad to know this isn't just me. Something in me told me last night that it was time to get help.