To the Ones Who Look But Never See
I’m not asking you to fix me. I’m asking you to listen.
Topic: self-harm
Wild Existence: No Longer Shrinking Myself
I shrunk to be digestible, but I’m not meant to be consumed.
Then I Keep Holding On To Nettles
"I have to admit what I never wanted to admit. I am addicted."
I Am Not Ashamed of My Survival
The scars don't make me feel ashamed. I'm alive, I'm radically joyful.
I’m Addicted to Self-Harming
I actually self-harm to “deal with” life and to keep myself alive. That might sound counterintuitive, but that’s how my brain works.
Pretty Scars
Unknowing
I don’t know why I can’t seem to bear this life. I don’t know why I’m still here.
We Deserve to Seek Help Without Stigma
We deserve to seek help without stigma from those tasked with caring for us.
The Anticipation of Something Beautiful
You don’t deserve to be alone, and you don’t deserve to feel the pain of isolation.
Coping Without Sharp Objects
I had to convince myself I was never a freak. I was 15 and did not know how to cope.
Hope Came in the Form of a Friend
There never were any attempts to end my life, rather I wanted the emotional pain to end. And that desire was a catalyst to turn all the emotional pain into physical pain...
It Was Never Just About Drugs
I needed to feel in control because my mind was always out of control.
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