are you a picker

When I saw this "headline" I though, she is not going to talk about picking your nose =) funny....but no I can't stand to pick at my scabs, it really creeps me out for some reason. If I have one that is big I will have my husband pull it off but I can't look!!!

I'm convinced I'm invincible because I never get hurt so I don't ever have scars. In fact, I can't remember the last time I had one.

I developed acne across my chest last July. I picked at that, and they scabbed over. Instead of leaving it to heal, however, I picked at the scabs. I would squeeze them, and blood would shoot out much like puss in a pimple does when you pop it. It's like I got some sort of relief out of this, like I was releasing something. I would get into zones where I wouldn't even think about what I was doing, and before I knew it, my chest was red, sore, and disgusting.

This can be an OCD symptom, much like washing ones hands 40 times a day. In some people the compulsion to pick is very overwhelming and they really can't stop themselves. In fact, most of them don't even realize they are doing it. It's that way with me, as much as I really hate to admit it. My thing though is that all the sores/zits/scabs what have you, are filled with poison. I can't stand the poison to be in me. I need to get it out. I know, it sounds a bit crazy...I sound crazy, but that is why I do it. It really is an obsessive compulsive disorder as well. Whew...that was really hard for me to admit.

I'm the prince of pinking scabs. It's really tempting not to. Fortunately, I don't have much scars. The feel of picking is hard to explain, but it feels good.