My Experience of Self Injury

My life was great...until I started high school. In year 7 I made plenty of friends but toward year 8 I started to change my style I became what people call EMO. Now when people think of EMO'S they think self harm and stuff like that but I wasn't like that, not then anyway. I didn't like to follow the crowd it just wasn't me and I liked listening to rock music and liked to wear thick eyeliner and wear odd laces on my converses. My friends gradually started pushing me out telling me to get a life and stop being stupid, they told me I was different because I wanted attention... I didn't I just didn't want to be like them. What I call sheep because they al ...  Read the complete review

This is a review which I originally wrote for Ciao.co.uk when I first joined in 2006, but has been revised several times, with this on dooyoo (May 2009) being the latest incarnation! This 'review' starts with my personal experiences of self-harm, and then moves on to talk a bit about my self-harm charity work. I will also give information about self-harm (and sources of further help and support), and how to help someone that you know who self-injures. ---My personal experience of self-harm--- (possible TRIGGER warning - basically this means that it could be upsetting and might lead someone who already self-harms to feel ...  Read the complete review

Sara sits in the playground watching the blood run down her leg. She puts down the broken glass she is holding and finds a teacher. " I fell down." The teacher has stopped believing her, so she is yelled at for being stupid enough to do something so dangerous. A few days later in class, she is given a razor blade to cut paper. She cuts her hand and is angrily lectured that this kind of behaviour will cause her to bleed to death. Terrified, the cutting stops, but on frequent occasions over the next months, Sara arrives at school in bandages underneath which are elaborate "pretend" injuries. She is dismissed as " attention ...  Read the complete review

Warning: this opinion contains sensitive material and may trigger those who self-harm. This is possibly the hardest thing I have ever written. I thought I was overcoming my self-harm but I'm not sure it is possible to. Years of comments fuelled my self-harm. Not good enough, not slim enough, not pretty enough, not nice enough, not clever enough, not good at anything at all. Various people have told me all of those things. My dad said I was fat, stupid, couldn't do anything so it was a small victory to get my degree in his absence. My mum only called me plain but we all know she meant ugly. The only person who has ever loved me unconditionally is ...  Read the complete review

I've always known this category was here. I've always considered writing in it, but I haven't until now. If you saw me, you probably wouldn't think I would self-harm. Even though I'm quite quiet, I don't really show if I'm upset. No one really notices 14 year olds anyway. I have times when I get down, as everyone does. I need something to forget my problems, so I cut myself. Here's a bit of information about self harm, incase you don't know anything about it: People of all ages and of both sexes can self harm. There are many ways why people self harm. These can be: ~Bullying ~A death ...  Read the complete review