When Richard and I finally got around to laying the plans to stop the self injury...
What! What do you mean FINALLY? Didn't you go into therapy to stop the SIV first thing?
Self injury = coping skill. Used to deal with under lying traumas.
Stopping the SI and not first addressing the under laying stuff is pointless. There is an order for things.
"Why YES you DO have compound spiral fracture of your femur! Its terrible, it's hanging by tendons!! First thing we need to do is get you into physical therapy and rehab you...THEN we will operate and fix the bone and cast it. But first, stop bleeding and screaming. You can do it, Just stop."
Without the ground work I could have never made the attempt to replace it with healthy coping skills.
As we discussed it and were making up rules, I sassily asked, "What if I can get someone to do the injuring?"
Richard paused and eyed me.
I smirked, "It wouldn't be self injury, it would be others inflicted injury."
I waited for his face to roll into that familiar 'I ain't buying your bull Paja' look. But instead he was giving it deep thought.
"like what" He finally asked.
My turn to deep think. Hmmm.
"Tattoos? piercing?" I shrugged.
We both lapsed into deep thought.
"Okay." he said quietly.
Wait, did you just let go of my hand there and feed me to the crocodiles? Free rein to allow others to hurt me? I drew back in my chair. I locked eyes with him and could feel my anger rising. "Why would you want anyone to hurt me?" I at last whispered through my throat as it swelled up and choked off my voice.
His eyes softened.
That trickster. He didn't. He just wanted me to put some thought into it.
I nodded and fought back the tears. When I could speak I said, "other inflicted injury, off the table."
...and it remained off the table.