Masochist
I enjoy beating myself up. There's this weird feeling of accomplishment I get in struggling. Maybe this isn't something to admit out loud, but I'm starting to think it's really true. I enjoy running until my body feels like its going to fall apart, I drink so that I feel bad in the morning, I eat until my guts hurt, I start fights sometimes for no good reason. It's all under my control, but I let it get the best of me.