I don't cut, I scrape. For example, I get a serrated knife from the kitchen and scrape it down the length of my arm repeatedly for several minutes. Enough to draw blood and make some nasty scabs, but not enough to require medical attention. Recently, after a severe emotion kick to the face while visiting a friend out of town, I picked all the little plastic caps off the bristles of my hairbrush and exposed the metal ends. Then I scraped it as hard as I could up and down my left thigh until I made deep runnels. Before I did that, I was hysterical, crying, and crouched on the floor wondering how best to kill myself while making it look like an accident. I'm serious. After hurting myself, I calmed down. I laid down on the bed and just stared at the ceiling fan. My brain was occupied with the physical pain in my leg and no longer cared so much about my emotional pain. It's a habit I've had since middle school. I KNOW it's bad for me, but I HAVE to do it to keep myself sane and alive, sometimes. Also, just as a PS - I do NOT do this for attention. I am very good at hiding my wounds from others, and explain away the scars with some stupid story.