I find that bondage (that is, me being tied up) does something similar for me. Except that I'm not depressed, so rather than breaking through the backdrop, it is more about the intensity of the focus and that little rush of endorphins.SkarKrow said:The reason is usually for the brief, searing moment of clarity and calm it fels to feel the sting, burn, cut and drip of the wound over the roaring background of anxiety, self doubt and absolute, all consuming despair that comes with a heavy depressive episode.
Actually, it's probably the endorphins that are cutting through your depression.
Furthermore, I find the tightness of the rope or handcuffs kinda reassuring.
I also like tying up other people, but that's a different sort of rush all together.
... oh, right. My point is this: have you tried self-bondage? It might have a similar effect without the need to actually bleed for it. Plus rope marks go away faster than cuts.
Just make sure to have some safety scissors handy in case of accidents.
Edit: Oh, right. Female, bisexual, early 30s (and no I'm not being more specific about my age than that, grumble grumble).