Will be depressing as writing about ex-self-harm and suicidal attempts (told you)

I always kind of freak out at the thought of writing on one of these as the thought of someone I know seeing my private thoughts scares me. That, and how do you decide what to write for your first post? I used to have a livejournal account but since I put all that depressive malarky behind me, I don't want to revisit it and read about how much of a depressing person I was. But with that, people I knew found me, so here's hoping that doesn't happen here.

So... what to write? This is difficult indeed.

So, background information for a possible future psychologist.

Why do I want to become a psychologist? Well, I had bad support throughout my depression by anyone who knew me.
My 'best friend' at the time when I was 19 decided she would screw me over even more by getting me into debt, controlling my life, keeping my self-esteem down until I though the only way I could cope was by not living anymore (and that's just the basics, but more on that later).
I took loads of pills at my workplace at the time - which fortunately didn't work. Next attempt didn't work properly either. This also involved pills albeit 4 times as many pills and plenty of orange juice.
I started feeling funny, paniced about my parents finding me and called for an ambulance. Damage to myself = fortunately just eroded my stomach lining.

I would like to say that this episode doesn't effect me anymore, but I now have a health problem - Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) which affects me everyday and reminds me what a pillock I was.

I got off pretty lightly to be honest.

Also through the depression I was self-harming sporadically. Sometimes everyday on and off from the ages of 14/15-21. I do not self-harm anymore. I still think about it just as every other ex-self-harmer does but I do not act on it.
Yes, it started as me being curious/attention seeking (although, as I did it where noone could see it, is it attention seeking?). Anyway, this spiralled out of control and even though I still cut myself where nobody could see (thighs, top of my arms) I exhibited self-harm behaviour. Weirdly nobody but my mum knew that I was self-harming for all these years so it annoys me when people say I was seeking attention. From who? The only reason my mum found out was because she followed me to where I used to cut myself in private in a field away from our house. Eventually, she gave me an ultimatum that everytime I cut myself she would too.
This did not stop me however, I was just being more sneaky about it.

Why do I not self-harm anymore? Well, I didn't just get over it like some people think others do. It's not that simple. It has taken a lot of willpower and patience from others and myself.
When I met my current partner he knew about the self-harm as I was still doing it but through help from him I have managed to stop and only think about it occasionally. So for people thinking that it is not possible as it is so addictive, it is possible. I have done it and you can too when you are ready to stop. Because that is the main factor. You have to be ready to stop.

Enough rambling for now.