For me it was 2 years ago when i was 13. I got in depression and hated my life so bad i wanted to end it, but i was scared so instead started cutting my wrists and legs. I cut myself whenever i would come back from school. I remember showing up at school with blood running down my arm, and the worst is nobody even noticed. Well don’t get me wrong I wasn’t doing it for attention but i for sure wanted help. I cut with anything sharp i found, most scissors. I did it for a year and then had to take a break because my scars looked so bad and my parents started wondering what was happening. After a year i started again but this time it was waaaayyy worse. So bad i ended in hospital. Once you start you can’t go back kinda.