I've never been able to admit this to myself aloud. It's like insulting myself,but at the same time when I do it I'm proud of it. That is,until someone walks into my room. Even though they don't know what I just did. I feel like they can see everything. I just did it again yesterday. I really don't how to stop. I want to now. But during those times I don't want to stop. It all started when I was 5 years old. I use to bang my head on the walk or scratch my face when I was angry with my parents and frustrated with myself. I remember coming home from a wedding reception and I didn't get to do what I want (I was a brat) so I pouted the whole way home and when I got home I banged my head against the wall and scratched my face with my nails. And I would keep doing that whenever I didn't get my way. As I said before I was a brat. I'd cry all the time and I was always getting into physical fights until I was 13. Read more »