Jewelry just for myself

Jewelry as an object. My own body as armor. But what If the body also needs protection? Lost in my own feelings as tightness and impossibility to move in life. The beauty of the fragile, transparent glass can in one-second blend with the body but in the other second can break into a thousand small shards and be the reason for the pain. Small blood drops flow over the body. The kind, small, intensive pain, which can bring me into reality, as help to lost mind.