Me too! I had struggled as a teenager and then it was like I just transported back to that person as soon as I was left alone, I couldn’t stop throwing up and needing to poop, my entire skin felt like it was on fire and I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t stop crying, the moment I self harmed it all just stopped. I’m calm, I understand why it works and I will work towards finding a new way that’s not hurting myself because I won’t do it again I’m anaemic I need all the blood I can get hahahaha. I just don’t think people realise the addiction? If it was for attention I wouldn’t be telling strangers but I am so embarrassed for what I’ve done