The Story of My Scars
This is an illness of great shame and secrecy. Please don’t continue to let it exist in silence.
Topic: self-care
This is an illness of great shame and secrecy. Please don’t continue to let it exist in silence.
"Though there are hounds in the shadows bearing down on us all, we have caught a glimpse of one of mine."
"I wake up most days to the constant reminder that I live with a mental illness."
"My appearance has been used to determine everything from my worth to my wellbeing, but today I am saying goodbye to that standard of measurement."
You might think you aren't hurting enough. That people are worse off than you, have fought themselves more, or have been through more.
"The two sentences rang through my mind once, twice, three times, blazing a trail through my entire being to the place where the hurt and the nothingness was centered."
“There is a world out there where hurting yourself isn’t an option.”
"By the time the mask was coming off, I’d lied so many times that I’d started to believe my own lies."
"I can't help but say 'Sorry!' even though I do not want to apologize for my mental illness."
"Living long enough to watch wounds heal over. Change. Forgiveness. Change some more."
“I am learning something new each day as I travel this winding road of grief.”
"I’m an adult now, and I’ve learned a lot of things over the years. One thing I haven’t learned, however, is how to love myself."
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