I never wear regular or low rise jeans. Not because I’m insecure about my body. Not because I’m “in love” with the high-waisted jeans. It’s because I cut myself on my hip. Lines and lines of tiny cut marks all over. I cut my hip and watch the blood flow and relish the pain. It’s the only thing that stops the pain inside my head.
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As a young boy (now a very young man) I almost self-harmed, thinking perhaps after that bruise I got all the pain caused by problems I had in my life could be eased self-harming. I thought to myself that this was the way that weak people try to get rid of pain, if I cut myself I would harm my own body instead of facing off the issues I had in life at the time. So I decided to bear the pain and fight it out in my body and mind instead of sacrificing my body for my mind’s peace. I beat the pain. You can too, if you try.