I pick my scabs and eat them.
It started when I was a kid and I used to pick my scabs and suck my blood. It got really bad to the point where a certain spot on my body would be covered in weird scabs from obsessing over that one area until the infestation would migrate somewhere else over time. Eventually, instead of sucking my blood, I figured that scabs were just dried blood and soon discovered that I liked the way it felt to chew on them. Now my whole body is covered in them, and scars from previous ones. It's my biggest fear that someone will start wondering why I never wear tank tops or shorts and find out. I know this is disgusting. I have no idea why this happened to me.
Does anyone else have this problem, or am I really f*cked up?