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May22
2016

Finding My Way Home

By Anastasia Bel

About a year after graduating from college, I started running on an underdeveloped trail I had found near my house. The trail wasn’t clearly marked, but I wasn’t worried; I loved the freedom that came with trail running. But one day, on one of my runs, I didn’t pay close enough attention to where I was going. Eventually, I stopped, looked around, and realized I had no idea where I was. I instantly began to panic.

My first thought was, “I am going to die out here.”

My experience on that particular run mirrored what I was experiencing emotionally at the time. I had taken so many twists and turns and had become so entangled in my depression and self-injury that I didn’t know where – or who – I was anymore. I was lost, and I was convinced I was going to die.

When I was panicking in the middle of the woods, I convinced myself to calm down. I knew I needed to picture where I had been, and I knew I had to take the trip back to familiar ground slowly. There were times when I made a wrong turn and had to backtrack and start over again, but eventually things became more recognizable. Soon, the beginning of the trail that I knew by heart appeared under my feet. I saw a wide-open space through the trees and knew that home was near.

The same was true for my struggle with depression and self-injury. I needed to get back “home” – to the real Anastasia – and the meant figuring out how I had gotten to where I was in the first place. So I started going to therapy and taking medication. I learned that it was OK to not have it all together or to know where I was; I just needed to know that I couldn’t stay in that place. Just like on my run, I had to slowly and thoughtfully figure out each step back to where I wanted to be.

Although it was terrifying being lost in the woods, the sense of relief and exhilaration I felt when I finally found my way back home made the run worth it. And although I still struggle with depression and thoughts of self-injury, I hope that one day I’ll feel a sense of relief when I look back see and the journey I took. I hope I’ll be able to tell someone else who is struggling to keep putting one foot in front of the other because it will get better, that it is possible to break through the forest of darkness. And maybe one day, I’ll be able to say, “Welcome home.”

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Comments (8)

  1. Natalie

    I feel like I’m lost in the woods right now, and your description of not knowing who you were or how you got there perfectly describes how I feel. Thank you for sharing your story, I hope you know it gives me hope. And it also gives me motivation to seek counseling. I’ve been wrestling with that idea for awhile, but keep shying away from if. Deep down, though, I know that if I don’t get help, I’m never going to get better…

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    1. Anastasia

      I’m glad you were able to connect to my story. Going to counseling is hard. My anxiety still goes through the roof everytime I walk into the office because I don’t like to talk about my feelings. But it’s worth it. So worth it. Counseling has helped me figure out how I had gotten to my spot of self hatred. Recovery is possible my dear <3

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  2. Anastasia

    Thank you for this. Though we don’t share the same story, we share the same first name (Anastasia). Your story’s resonated with me in a way I don’t have words to describe. I’m also finding my way home, and slowly and mindfully trying to figure out where it is I want to be. Maybe we won’t get there (home) as soon as we’d like, but we’re getting there – and sometimes, that’s all we can ask of ourselves. Thank you again for this, I think I needed a little bit of hope tonight.

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  3. Bellla

    As the little direction clues you read on the trail guided you, I’m sure this blog entry will be a sign for others.
    God bless

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  4. Brandi Kennedy

    You aren’t alone. ((HUGS)) And it’s posts like this one that let others know how okay is it to NOT be okay for a while. Thanks for sharing.

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  5. Alexa

    Thank you 💕

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  6. Maggie

    Wow…this really hit me this mrng. I have never considered my food addiction as self harm but that is what came to me as I read this. Now with resulting health issues I have started Celebrate Recovery to try and find my way home again. Thank you so much for today’s light bulb moment.

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  7. Dominique Ravin

    Your blog posts and just TWLOHA as a whole inspires me to keep going, thank you. Someday, It’d be a dream to intern for you guys and help people the same way it has helped me. Once again, thank you.

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