I self-injury since a long time. I think it begins before the real act of injury myself, consciously. When I was a child I was often alone. And when I was having friends, I coun’t afford losing them so I hit myself. Then, when I was 15 I begin. At 17years old my mother saw it. It was the worst 2 months of my life I think... My parents couldn’t stop insulting me “idiot”... “you’re lying !”... “You just do that for everyone look at you !”... I stoped, just the time they forget and I continue... I don’t know if I want to stop, if I can... But I just want to be understand because it’s very hard to find that with my relatives. My boyfriend and a friend are the only people who know about that. And they don’t understand. My boyfriend doesn’t say anything but at the begin he wanted to help me but a “calm down when you feel anguished” is not usefull at all... He can’t understand my feeling at the moment that I cut myself. He thinks that just saying to myself “it’s okay, there is no reason to be like that and to do that” can calm me down... But for me, it doesn’t work... Am I a weirdo ?