that my body mods, save for the tattoos because they typically commemorate something, are some sort of subconscious punishment I inflict on myself. If I’m now aware of it I guess it’s no longer subconscious, eh? But yes, I think I may hurt myself when I feel that I’ve fucked up. How twisted is that shit? I’ll have to discuss it with my therapist next week; too bad I didn’t make this epiphany yesterday.
