I guess I should share.
I've historically had a massive problem with self harm, I unsurprisingly used it as a method of coping with the dysphoria and a in turn became a method of justifying it.
"I'm mutating into this horrible masculine thing I want it to stop but it won't, My body hates me and I hate it thus it's acceptable if I abuse it to get solace from it Like I feel it's doing to me"
Of course with this reasoning it becomes easier the more masculine you are to sacrifice new regions your body, You truly hate your form so much and the next day it's worse and you'll you find a new way of hating it more than yesterday.
Cutting never offered euphoria... It's just a day of tranquillity when your mind was a unending act a whirlwind of pain, disgust and guilt.
I started when I was 13, I was completely undiscovered thus became extremely skilled at inflicting massive injury onto myself without bleeding to death (I did use super-glue and suture myself) I would bleed into the bath to hide the blood and at it's most extreme I would bleed myself so much that the bathwater turned so dark red I couldn't see the bottom of the bath. I lost pints and pints of blood through these huge centimetre deep lacerations I would wish it to end but I never did die.
I sometimes now joke with friends how through scientific experimentation I proven I have infinite blood... ^_^
I've also cried out to deities while bleeding to fix the reason why I need to do it thus proven that blood gods cannot perform sex changes no matter how much blood you give them lol!
Over time the scars fade abit but remain they cover at least 30% of my body and the majority of my front smothering my upper arms shoulders, chest, breasts stomach whole of my abdomen, hips and thighs all the way down-to the knees and appearing again on my ankles and feet.
A shot of my upper arms. The pink scar is only 9 months old the others are like 2 to 4 years old and have faded. It's this distinct webbing and ribbing pattern along with hypopigmentation that never fades.
You know what's really REALLY strange? I can live with them... not only that.
Given this choice.
1: Be cured of your scars
or
2: Become a female but have double the scarring including my face.
I'd choose 2 in a heartbeat. Just gives some order of magnitude to the nature of the dysphoric feelings.