I have that weird shit all the time. Not with self harm exclusively, but for example very graphically imagining how I’d accidently slip and being hit by a truck or something like that.
Imagine, if you like, that you are sitting in an armchair with your feet on a coffee table and someone lobs a kettlebell at your knees. Consider the sound. Picture the interesting angles of the limbs.
I have that weird shit all the time. Not with self harm exclusively, but for example very graphically imagining how I’d accidently slip and being hit by a truck or something like that.
Turn it off please, I don’t like.
Imagine, if you like, that you are sitting in an armchair with your feet on a coffee table and someone lobs a kettlebell at your knees. Consider the sound. Picture the interesting angles of the limbs.
Yeah thanks. You just made the top spot on my naughty list. No presents from me, pal!
You’re very poetic with your sadism.