Out of the darkness
As dark as it gets sometimes, and believe me it can get pretty bad, I know that there is light at the end. I used to think recovery was impossible. I even thought I didn’t even deserve it. But then I told my best friend and then eventually my mum and then got into therapy. … Continue reading Stories →
Just beyond the horizon…
It started earlier than I use to think. When I look back I think I was maybe 6 or 7 when I learned to use pain to help with pain. Physical pain, for me, was an easier thing to deal with than emotional pain. It slowly progressed with age. I started cutting at 14. I … Continue reading Stories →
Tell someone that you trust
I have struggled with self harm for over a decade and for so long I have never really talked about it because I felt ashamed and embarrassed that I was doing it and I thought that people would make fun of me and call me weird and think I was crazy! I have gotten responses … Continue reading Stories →
From Pain to Peace
I have struggled with post-traumatic stress disorder and major depressive disorder for the last twenty-three years. I started cutting when I was eleven, and it has been a twenty-tw-year battle. I’ve been hospitalized in psychiatric units eight times, and I’m really ashamed to admit all of this. However, I’m proud to say that I haven’t … Continue reading Stories →
My journey for peace
When I was in the seventh grade I read a book that was about a young girl who had entered rehab for self injury. I had never encountered self injury before, but long story short my young, impressionable, anxiety ridden little mind thought it sounded like a good way to cope. Thus began my messy, … Continue reading Stories →
We are ALL survivors
I was twelve years old when it all started. I did not know what it was. I did not know what it meant. All I knew was that it felt strangely good. I grew up in a country where mental health was not recognized. There was no information on depression, eating Disorders, and of course, … Continue reading Stories →
Writing my own story
When so many people saw only what they wanted to see, when so many people misjudged, mistreated and misunderstood me I could never see the “light at the end of the tunnel”. Over the years since I was 11 to now, those around me saw it as attention seeking. They never understood. I got to … Continue reading Stories →
You DESERVE recovery!
I remember when it started. Most people probably do. I was 16 and my dad was lecturing me again. I remember thinking I just couldn’t take this long conversation anymore, but I felt trapped. I couldn’t leave. I felt like I couldn’t even breathe. I couldn’t speak. All I knew was I needed out, but … Continue reading Stories →
How My Celebrity Crush Saved My Life
I know this may sound weird but yes, someone famous who doesn’t even know I exist actually saved my life. At the beginning of last year I started suffering from depression and self-harming. No one knew about this until one of my “best friends” saw the scars on my wrist and told my other friends. … Continue reading Stories →
Things will get better!
Hi. When I was 6 months old my battle began. I had a hair pulling disorder called trichotillomania. It’s very rare for someone to get it but even more rare for babies to get it. But I had it. I was bald up until I was 10 and bullied my whole life. The main thing … Continue reading Stories →
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