I have been a self-harmer for a long time. It started during childhood for me, probably as young as age 7 or so. I would get frustrated and often run off to my room being angry, then start hitting myself, often causing bruising.
I used to have huge bruises on my legs, shoulders, arms, and my forehead. Later, I started scratching myself, arms and hands mostly, and sometimes even clawing at my face. I've spent alot of my life filled with anger and frustration over not being able to make things work for me, and still have alot of that frustration.
It seems like things just don't work for me and no matter what I do and how hard I try, people don't want to take me seriously. I'm just so sick of it I don't know what to do anymore. It seems like no matter what I do, it doesn't make a difference. I sometimes wonder if what my sister used to say about me, i.e. I was born wrong, everything I do, think, and say is wrong, and I'm not capable of knowing anything, might be true.
This had nothing to do with my intelligence, abilities, etc., just being me made it wrong. In other words, when I say 2+2 i= 4, it's wrong because I said it. Right isn't for me, I'm Mr. Wrong. Merit doesn't apply to me.
From what I've experienced in life, there might be some truth to that. I've always wanted to find a place where I could be right, but so far, haven't found it yet.
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PrisonerSix
"I am not a number, I am a free man!"