It started as curiosity. All my friends did it, but they never explained why. I really wish they had, because then I wouldn't have been tempted. I started on my thighs, just carving out initials and stuff that had meaning for me. It was really shallow - no blood. Then, I ACTUALLY tried it, the whole blade to skin, blood everywhere thing. But that didn't work for me. Blood doesn't work for me. I totally freaked out and I went crazy and I had to call my mom to calm down again. How lame am I, huh? The cutter who had to call her mom. Promised her I'd never do it again. Technically I've kept my word. Now I scratch at my wrist, which creates the same sort of marks as some cuts. I don't do it because I want attention, I never actually thought about someone else seeing them, I do it when words fail me. When I need to express something but I'm at a loss as to how. And when I start freaking out, just in a whirl of depression, I spike myself with a pin or something, just to see blood, and I snap out of it. It clears my head a little... It terrifies me because I don't want to be like this. I feel weak. I used to say I'd never try it and now look at me. It's not a fun experience, and it's not good for you emotionally. I'd recommend never trying it yourself. I try drawing on the other side of my wrist whenever I feel like self-harming.