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TIFU When I cut myself for fun and my mom thought I was suicidal

So I have been getting into the habit of taking cold showers, getting up early, embracing discomfort, etc which involves a certain amount of pain. I've watched attack on titan where the main guy needs to bite himself and draw blood from his hand which looked super painful but kinda cool. I tried to do that out of curiosity but I couldn't get to the point where I drew blood.

I also know people cut themselves out of serious depression and I don't want to minimize that at all. It's horrible. But out of curiosity I wanted to see my pain tolerance, essentially to see how tough I was so I got out a pocket knife and cut myself on the arm a few times until I was bleeding pretty good. It did hurt but it wasn't the worst pain I've ever experienced, so I felt pretty good that I was able to take it.

In any case, I completely neglected the fact that I would look like I cut myself out of depression instead of for fun, so when my mom got home, her eyes shot right to the cuts and she started to panic. I said it was just for fun but she didn't believe me. She called the cops, who then came over and talked to me about if I was suicidal. All the while my mom is sobbing and saying she is a failure and she's so sorry for everything.

I explain to them that I was doing it to see my pain tolerance, and after a while I think it got through to the policemen and they believed me but my mom was still skeptical. They left. Ever since that time, my mom has been super vigilant about me being alone, she hid all the knives in the house, made me get therapy, etc. The whole time I'm just here slightly pleased I was able to tolerate pain.

TL;DR: For fun, I cut myself to see my pain tolerance but my mom interpreted that as suicidal thoughts and went kinda crazy.

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