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jadebear
Wasn't sure where to put this since it wasn't actually 'self' injury, it was an accident...
Yesterday, I was talking on the phone and cooking at the same time, so I was distracted. I was getting a pan out of the oven and it touched my arm and burned it. It burned all the way across my forearm.
I didn't put anything on it, I just sat and watched it kinda bubble into a big blister.It really stung and throbbed the rest of the night, and I was a little surprised that I enjoyed and liked the pain. It felt so familiar, so real, so intense, that it was almost euphoric feeling. It was almost like being high. So much so that I had to fight the urge to purposely burn myself a few more times to get that feeling again.
Why is pain pleasurable? Why does it feel so cleansing? Why does it feel so familiar and comforting?
I'm embarrassed to say that I'm actually craving that feeling again this morning. What is wrong with me?
Yesterday, I was talking on the phone and cooking at the same time, so I was distracted. I was getting a pan out of the oven and it touched my arm and burned it. It burned all the way across my forearm.
I didn't put anything on it, I just sat and watched it kinda bubble into a big blister.It really stung and throbbed the rest of the night, and I was a little surprised that I enjoyed and liked the pain. It felt so familiar, so real, so intense, that it was almost euphoric feeling. It was almost like being high. So much so that I had to fight the urge to purposely burn myself a few more times to get that feeling again.
Why is pain pleasurable? Why does it feel so cleansing? Why does it feel so familiar and comforting?
I'm embarrassed to say that I'm actually craving that feeling again this morning. What is wrong with me?