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.
Same, although often stuff that won’t kill me, but will just make me ill or upset. Practically every time I clean my guinea pig’s cage, my brain looks at the little tablet-shaped turds they leave behind and thinks “just eat one” see what it’s like".
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.
Same, although often stuff that won’t kill me, but will just make me ill or upset. Practically every time I clean my guinea pig’s cage, my brain looks at the little tablet-shaped turds they leave behind and thinks “just eat one” see what it’s like".
I hate my brain.
Those candies taste like shit :-|