It's so relieving. Why do people say it's not good, have these people ever experienced it?

I forget why we try not to do it. Why we control the need to see blood to feel physical pain. To scar oneself.

And then when I'm inching towards slicing the dangerous spot, the one spot I control myself from I suddenly remember. It's an addiction, an unhealthy addiction that can cause eternal damage if one goes to far.

But suddenly I don't care. I don't care if I go there. I don't care if it causes worse damage. I just want to feel the energy of the cut, the blood flow out. I want to feel. Something. Anything.