I struggled with depression and self harm for years. I met a guy and we started dating(still are). at an early age of 13, I became pregnant with his child. When I was 3 months pregnant, I had a miscarriage. the day we found out about the miscarriage, my boyfriend and I both promised to never cut again because we knew our baby would be looking down on us from heaven. it’s been 4 months since then, and we’re both doing great. we thank our little angel and each other for helping us move on from this stage in our life. although my story most likely isn’t relatable to many of you, my point is that if you find the right motivation, you can promise to stop cutting or self harming and never look back. I know it sounds crAzy now, believe me. but if you stay strong and hold on, taking life a day at a time, or even an hour at a time , things WILL get better. good luck and stay strong all of you lovely people. You’re amazing
One of my best friends saw my scars and confronted me one day.” I just want you to know that no matter how alone you think you are, I will always be here for you.” After he told me that he gave me his number and told me to call him if I ever felt that I needed to harm myself again. So now I tell you, you are not alone. There is someone close to you that you can talk to about anything you face.
i’ve been clean of SI 6 months. I’m so proud of myself for being clean this long, i finally realized the ugly scars aren’t worth it, i’ve told the negativity in my life to bounce. i still get urges but they won’t over run my strength as a person, as a person who has a right to be present on this planet. but even though i’ve stopped, people will always stare at my scars no matter what, some even point them out or comment about them because scars show a sign of weakness. you can overcome this because you WILL find strength.
Tell someone, even one person that you trust. Telling that one person is the first step to recovering, because when you think about doing it, you think of what they would say or do.
You mean so much, never doubt that. You are here for a reason, you don’t deserve to hurt, you have value, and I care about you. Never give in, never lose hope, never give up, because you are worth so much more.
Sometimes life knocks us down. Then we look up and there isnt anyone to help us up. But we have to lean to help ourselves up. We have to learn its ok to be weak sometimes but that doesnt mean you are ONLY weak. We have to learn how to love and apreciate ourselves enough to live on and fight through pain. Pain doesnt last forever.
I have not injured myself in 3 weeks and I am proud to say I have rarely thought about it. Yes I have thought about it, but I believe that the fact that I have not acted on it is great. I have been trying to recover for months now, and the longest I have gone without self-harming was 2 months. Something that has really helped me accomplish 3 weeks is my friends. Recently I have been hanging out with them often and that helps because it takes my mind off of it and they make me happy. So don’t isolate yourself, because I used to do that and honestly it just made it worse.
If you’re feeling especially incomplete, hollow, please don’t cut. Or burn. Write a poem, draw a picture. Talk to a friend, or talk to a piece of paper (metaphor-write on it lawl). Write a letter to somebody who made you upset or who you think is beautiful and talented and might not get the praise he/she deserves…it doesn’t matter if you’ll never end up sending it. It’ll relieve some stress and/or the urge to self-injure. Keep your head up. Don’t let people push you around. Be who you are. Do what you love to do. Love yourself, and know that you’re ultimately a strong, lovable, and wonderful person. I believe in you. I love you. And, together, we can overcome this insanely difficult time in our lives. Trust me, I’ve been there. Honestly? I AM there, right now. Believe in yourself.
This is a peronal quote that I have created, during recovery after relapsing. “Everytime you slip, just know that you are stronger than you were before, we all make mistakes, they don’t mean that our progress has been lost, it means we can learn from them and move on”
I hope and pray that someone reads this and knows that recovery is possible and happiness through recovery will meet you someday. Life is a blessing to me and I’m only 21. Imagine what I have yet to accomplish in my many years to come. I am grateful.