When I was younger I was always outside running around, so I always had cuts and bruises on my legs. I would always pick at the scabs until they bled. People sometimes thought I had chicken pocks I had so many scabs on my legs. Then I started picking at the skin around my nails. I would pick until they were swollen, red and bleeding. People would always ask what happened to my fingers and I never knew what to say. When I was a teenager I was diagnosed with MDD (major depressive disorder) and I cut myself. I’ve always struggled with anxiety, and I am guessing that this, along with my perfectionism and low self-esteem, led me to self harm. I have finally stopped cutting and picking at my nails! I am so proud of myself. However, lately I have been under stress, as I am going away to college in August, and I have been picking at my skin and scalp almost constantly when I am alone. I was so happy I found this website because it was such a relief to find a community to help people through this.