There is this issue that I’ve been dealing with from the time I was around 14. This was also the time I started hating myself because I was fat, and no longer hating the kids that teased me.
I have this habit, I pick at my skin. My Father said I was starting to look like a heroin addict. I guess because they pick at their skin too. I don’t know what it is that makes me do this. And I’ve never really seen a doctor about it. Everything I see a bump, like from a pimple or a rash or anything, I have to pick at it till it is gone. I have this image of something under my skin that isn’t suppose to be there.
I’ve turned something a tiny as an ingrown hair into a quarter sized scar. I can no longer wear tank tops or even anything with sleeves shorter than the elbow because my upper arms and shoulders are covered in scars. My thighs are the worst, with many large dark scars spotting them.
Thankfully though I’ve, for the most part, left my face alone.
I’ve caught myself scratching at scabs, for no reason at all. I’ll be reading a book, or watching tv and realize that I’m bleeding because I’ve been picking or scratching. I’ve even done it in my sleep. I’ve thought that perhaps it was just something I do when I’m stressed or nervous. I recently read a article on the internet about a girl who was doing almost the same thing I was, she was told it was a form of self-mutilation… much like cutting.
I do have bouts of low self esteem and time when I really hate myself. I wonder if this could be a form of self mutilation, and if I need help for it, or if there even is help for it.
I’m just a bit confused, but most of all I’m tired of this habit that I can’t seen to break.



