Hey everyone! (Absolute trigger)
I want some recognition from my family, and I want someone to care for me. More than once, I have tried to break my hand. When I get very depressed or angry, I punch the floor or the wall as hard as I can tolerate. Some bruises, but not a snapped bone at all. I always fantasize about me being in a hospital with people visiting me to make sure I'm okay, and actually feel some love at last. I try to find the most minimal of all excuses when I feel the slightest of pains, so that I can see how my family would react.
I will probably not end up breaking some bones intentionally, but I am surely hoping for an accident to happen or so.
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