Hi I am a female, 28 years old and have been self injuring for 5 or 6 years. Cutting isn't my method I don't want to go against the rules and go into too great detail but I think I will need surgery to repair. It's caused damages to my body that I can't repair myself. It's really done more harm then I can admit to myself. No one knows, I've never told anyone besides this that I am writing and on another website yesterday but I guess I had too many details and it was taken down on that website.
I don't know why I do it. I don't feel like I can stop. I was trying to remember why I started and I was having a hard time remembering why.
My emotional instability started during my childhood I was sexually abused, I was abused by a lot of people by the time I was 13 and then I started being permiscuous and was taken advantage of by many more men that were mostly older and adults. I only recently started realizing that I was still a kid back then and even those older men that did things with me were wrong in doing so. No one ever taught me when I was a kid that those things weren't ok and no one protected me.
I left home at 14 when dhhs got involved because of a boyfriend I started seeing called them and reported some things. I was put into several places but ran away from the last group home they put me in. I lived as a runaway with my boyfriend he made me do sexual things with him that I hated and I didn't have a desire for sexual acts at all I still kept doing it because I felt like I had to. I cheated on him with over 5 people all of them much older while I was still 15/16. I think one of those situations in particular stayed with me all these years. It was a much older man and very disturbing encounter. I told him I was 16 though I was only 15 but that doesn't matter he shouldn't have done what he did.
I continued being promiscuous but didn't leave this boyfriend until I was 19. I actually was a pretty good kid other than the sexual stuff. After I turned 16 I was able to advocate to the state that I wanted to live with my mother which they granted her custody. I never lived with her but it allowed me to be able to do things with less questions. I got my GED, took my SATs and went to college for a year, I worked and was a productive person.
I was alright for a while, I spent my early 20's working a ton and being successful at every job I had, moving up very fast and working hard. Sometimes 60-70 hours. I liked working a lot. My life was somewhat empty with no family life, no family support or affection. I continued to be promiscuous but other than that didn't have much for problems. I let people use me a lot I guess that was my biggest downfall. Always getting in relationships I didn't want to be in. Letting people friends and boyfriends take advantage of me financially.
I met Someone when I was 21 and that was the first person I ever fell in love with. I felt whole and warm, secure the feeling was pretty amazing. It wasn't long before we broke up. We had a back and forth thing for a long time five years. Only two of those years did I have any hope of getting back together with him. Two more were spent knowing he was using me as a hook up and not really feeling in love with him either then the last year we only "saw" each other 2 times and I don't know why I even saw him. I didn't care at that point. Maybe it was more of a curiousness if I could have any warm feelings again.
I'll finish this later. SI is coming over me now.