Cauliflour
I'm the doodler, I make terrible doodles.
- Mar 24, 2025
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Did make me realise how much damage it takes nowadays for me to be satisfied. A few years ago I would just make a few really shallow cuts that let out dots of blood, and that would be enough to satisfy my urge. Before then all I needed to do was draw a knife across the skin, not even draw blood. However nowadays I need to do multiple fairly bloody cuts every few days otherwise I start losing motivation and willpower and within a week I'm lying on my bed wondering what the fuck I'm doing with my life. Is this healthy? Fuck no. Is this easier than acknowledging whatever emotional baggage I have bottled up mentally that I'm mostly not even aware of? Absolutely! Does make me paranoid that in a few years, I'm gonna have to do a load of plaster worthy cuts on the daily just to emotionally function and not slip into depression. Addictions are a bitch but I've been doing it for so long that I don't even see it as a problem anymore, it's just that thing I do cause I like it. Actually nowadays it's more like my form of antidepressants, constantly trying to ride the high of dopamine because pain is one of the few things in this world that I can feel and understand properly so it's comforting when you live in a body that can't even decide if it's hungry or not.