For the past few months I’ve had recurring thoughts of hurting myself in different ways. I broke a light bulb one night and have scratches (not deep) all up and down my legs and upper arms. I’ve always been told it’s unhealthy but it feels good in a way. The pain, the blood, it’s a sense of control. Indulging in these thoughts and actions is satisfying, not s******* but still. It’s like escapism. I don’t even want to get better from this. Should I? Should I tell someone? Should I get help?