I've never cut, like everyone else who posts here seems to, but I've beaten on myself with a hard rubber mallet. This is what I use, it looks exactly like this: I've found that if I hit myself on the "fat" part of the thigh I do no lasting damage, though it will turn black and blue sometimes. And a couple of times I was in such agony afterwards that I threw up. And of course I'll limp about for a day or two after most sessions. It really, really hurts, too. There's absolutely nothing pleasant or addictive about it. I also have built up no tolerance for the pain inflicted over time, the way some do with cutting, or so it seems to me. It hurts as much now as it did the first time I did it. I generally do this to myself when I've set goals that I've failed to meet. Gives me quite an incentive to stay on target. I take it for granted that 99% of my intellectual and emotional makeup is utterly worthless, but that goes a bit beyond the scope of this post, other than to note that I consider that when I do this I'm utilizing the 1% or so of my makeup that may actually be capable of doing something worthwhile. And my conduct of late is such that I'm thoroughly disgusted with myself. I've not gone this route for about a year now, and I'm seriously considering starting up again, this time quite rigorously. I honestly don't enjoy it or look forward to it, but I figure it may give me the kick in the ass I need. Thoughts? Comments?