My first time was when I was about 5 years old, I don't remember what was the reason, all I remember is banging my head against the corner of the couch wanting my skull to crack open. It left me with a bit of an indent in my forehead

The first time I cut myself was 2 days before my 16th birthday. I felt so lonely. and the emptiness was so hard to bear

The first time i cut but didnt acknowledge that i was cutting was with a sewing needle in 8th grade i had just moved to a new town and a new school which was really hard on me. Little did i know that the little experiment with the needle would lead to an addiction for the next 3 years of my life and an addiction that i stil struggle everyday to keeps at bay

The first time was around 6th grade when I realized it made me feel better to have pain. I read online you could break your finger after soaking it in cold water and banging it on a table. I tried for an afternoon without realizing it was bad and tried to sprain my ankle in which I succeeded without realizing what i was doing.

I was in 5th grade, and I saw a suicide note on the floor of my sister's room. She never actually committed suicide, but the worrymade me cut until about a year later. I've recovered but I still have thoughts of self-harm

My first time cutting was in 8th grade after being called a slut by my mom. i didnteven sleep with anyone

I can't honestly remember the first time, but the most 'real' experience I had was a few years ago. I was standing at the end of my drive way , crying . Trying to step in front of a car going down the road. I honestly don't know what changed my mind but I'm glad I didn't .

i would punch things and bang my head on stuff when i was upset and one time when i was around 13 i punched a mirror and when i saw the blood i felt everything leave. I started to cut after that. Now cutting makes me really nervous so i changed to burning..

I started by scratching the back of my hand when I was anxious, it got worse and worse until my hand started to bleed, then I started doing it with a compass, and eventually got to cutting the skin. People noticed so I started doing it where my clothes would cover it like under my sleeves and on my stomach.

The first time I cut myself was near a year ago I couldn't do anything about it I felt so lonely and cutting was the only scape for me