Hi all, apologies as this is about to be a pretty long post..
I've really been struggling with self harm lately. A little bit of history... I started self harming (by way of cutting myself; I probably self harmed in other ways before that but less obvious) when I was around 13-14 years old. By the time I was 16, I was self harming on a daily basis, cutting veins, etc. That was around the time that the sexual assault happened and I was also in a very emotionally abusive on-and-off relationship. By the time I was out of high school I had mostly stopped self harming, with the exception of a few rough patches during my sophomore year of college (so around 19-20). I self harmed maybe one time when I was around 22. Mind you, these are all the times I've self harmed by cutting, not including the other ways I seem to self harm (binge eating, not eating, getting worked up and punching things or myself, digging nails into skin, pulling hair, etc.)
I always thought self harm by way of cutting was behind me; I felt like that was something that I couldn't or shouldn't carry into adulthood. I thought that I would just be over my mental illnesses by now, even though up until very recently I hadn't put much effort into it. This was before I found out that I have cptsd. Anyway, fast forward now I am 25, in therapy, really trying to work through my shit for the first time. Shortly after beginning therapy I cut, maybe about a month or so in. I felt so awful and guilty about it but did disclose it to my t. Now, about 6 or so months into therapy, I had another trip up with cutting. The punching/hair pulling/binge eating have also gotten worse since starting therapy.
So I cut last week, and ever since then it's all that's been on my mind. When I cut, or punch or pull hair, it's usually the result of anxiety that's built up way too much. It's as if my entire nervous system has gone into overdrive and I physically can't restrain myself from being self destructive. In the moment, that's the only thing that will ground me. So usually since I typically feel pretty irritable and angry during these bouts of intense anxiety, I will turn to punching as a way to get the rage out and hurt myself. But last time this happened it was pretty late at night, and I have roommates, so I had to keep things quiet. So I cut instead. It obviously did the trick. But ever since then, cutting has been on my mind. Even when I'm not in an intensely anxious state. I feel like I just want to for some reason... it's like it was back in my teens, where cutting was just a habitual part of my day. I haven't done it since the last big anxiety attack about a week ago, and I hope that I won't, but I am just really concerned about this. I am concerned that it's on my mind so much after being mostly clean from it for years. Does anyone know why it may be on my mind so much now, even in the absence of the intense anxiety? Does anyone have any tips for beating the intrusive self harm thoughts/urges? I've been okay for now, but I'm just not sure how much longer I can trust myself not to cut when it's on my mind so constantly...
I've really been struggling with self harm lately. A little bit of history... I started self harming (by way of cutting myself; I probably self harmed in other ways before that but less obvious) when I was around 13-14 years old. By the time I was 16, I was self harming on a daily basis, cutting veins, etc. That was around the time that the sexual assault happened and I was also in a very emotionally abusive on-and-off relationship. By the time I was out of high school I had mostly stopped self harming, with the exception of a few rough patches during my sophomore year of college (so around 19-20). I self harmed maybe one time when I was around 22. Mind you, these are all the times I've self harmed by cutting, not including the other ways I seem to self harm (binge eating, not eating, getting worked up and punching things or myself, digging nails into skin, pulling hair, etc.)
I always thought self harm by way of cutting was behind me; I felt like that was something that I couldn't or shouldn't carry into adulthood. I thought that I would just be over my mental illnesses by now, even though up until very recently I hadn't put much effort into it. This was before I found out that I have cptsd. Anyway, fast forward now I am 25, in therapy, really trying to work through my shit for the first time. Shortly after beginning therapy I cut, maybe about a month or so in. I felt so awful and guilty about it but did disclose it to my t. Now, about 6 or so months into therapy, I had another trip up with cutting. The punching/hair pulling/binge eating have also gotten worse since starting therapy.
So I cut last week, and ever since then it's all that's been on my mind. When I cut, or punch or pull hair, it's usually the result of anxiety that's built up way too much. It's as if my entire nervous system has gone into overdrive and I physically can't restrain myself from being self destructive. In the moment, that's the only thing that will ground me. So usually since I typically feel pretty irritable and angry during these bouts of intense anxiety, I will turn to punching as a way to get the rage out and hurt myself. But last time this happened it was pretty late at night, and I have roommates, so I had to keep things quiet. So I cut instead. It obviously did the trick. But ever since then, cutting has been on my mind. Even when I'm not in an intensely anxious state. I feel like I just want to for some reason... it's like it was back in my teens, where cutting was just a habitual part of my day. I haven't done it since the last big anxiety attack about a week ago, and I hope that I won't, but I am just really concerned about this. I am concerned that it's on my mind so much after being mostly clean from it for years. Does anyone know why it may be on my mind so much now, even in the absence of the intense anxiety? Does anyone have any tips for beating the intrusive self harm thoughts/urges? I've been okay for now, but I'm just not sure how much longer I can trust myself not to cut when it's on my mind so constantly...