fuzzypenguin
Bronze Member
I never know how to start talking about this, so bare with me.
I don't know exactly why I do it, but I do.. I don't remember starting to do it at any particular age, I just remember doing it... I wish it was easy to stop, but it's not. I'm in the process of talking to my counselor about it (but due to school limits, I only have 2 half an hour appointments left; was only one full session {1 hour} left but thankfully it can be broken up into half hour increments) but it's hard to pinpoint why I do it when I do it. My last homework assignment was to write down my mood/emotion 3 times a day - during the day, in the shower, and after shower. Long story short, I do it during my shower or immediately after before I get dressed... anyways... I strongly believe I'm doing good to my body..by cleaning out the pores, regardless of where they are. I also understand though that I am doing harm...esp if I draw blood from pinching too much... My nails are never long..to me. They are long to my boyfriend at different points though. It doesn't matter whether they (nails) are long or short, I'll still do it. I'm too embarrassed to say what I get out of it, other than cleaning...that's where I'm at with my counselor. ... I really just want to hide at this point because of what I'll be typing. I have my hood up which is somewhat helping but not enough... I haven't told her whether I like blackheads or whiteheads more...I haven't told her that when I'm talking about it (even now) I just have the image in my head of doing it..the ideal pick, sort of speak... I guess I do it when I'm really anxious..and that's when my next homework assignment is coming into play.. to write down things that cause me anxiety... I'm worried I won't have enough time between my next two sessions to get everything out...guess it's time to stop beating around the bush and just get to the point...
I don't know what I was getting at typing this..I just needed to type it.
time to go curl up in bed and pretend I don't exist
*While typing this, I took many breaks to try to organize my thoughts and feelings. Sorry if they seem out of order, jumpy, or don't make a lot of sense.
I don't know exactly why I do it, but I do.. I don't remember starting to do it at any particular age, I just remember doing it... I wish it was easy to stop, but it's not. I'm in the process of talking to my counselor about it (but due to school limits, I only have 2 half an hour appointments left; was only one full session {1 hour} left but thankfully it can be broken up into half hour increments) but it's hard to pinpoint why I do it when I do it. My last homework assignment was to write down my mood/emotion 3 times a day - during the day, in the shower, and after shower. Long story short, I do it during my shower or immediately after before I get dressed... anyways... I strongly believe I'm doing good to my body..by cleaning out the pores, regardless of where they are. I also understand though that I am doing harm...esp if I draw blood from pinching too much... My nails are never long..to me. They are long to my boyfriend at different points though. It doesn't matter whether they (nails) are long or short, I'll still do it. I'm too embarrassed to say what I get out of it, other than cleaning...that's where I'm at with my counselor. ... I really just want to hide at this point because of what I'll be typing. I have my hood up which is somewhat helping but not enough... I haven't told her whether I like blackheads or whiteheads more...I haven't told her that when I'm talking about it (even now) I just have the image in my head of doing it..the ideal pick, sort of speak... I guess I do it when I'm really anxious..and that's when my next homework assignment is coming into play.. to write down things that cause me anxiety... I'm worried I won't have enough time between my next two sessions to get everything out...guess it's time to stop beating around the bush and just get to the point...
I don't know what I was getting at typing this..I just needed to type it.
time to go curl up in bed and pretend I don't exist
*While typing this, I took many breaks to try to organize my thoughts and feelings. Sorry if they seem out of order, jumpy, or don't make a lot of sense.