Forward
I reached five years of being self-harm free this past October. It was a milestone that often seemed impossible to achieve.
Topic: self-harm
I Want to Live
It was a matter of telling myself, “I want to live,” even when all I wanted to do was die.
Care to Walk With Me?
It’s possible to live with scars, to feel the same pain you feel right now and to not hurt yourself because of it, to want to stop.
Here. Now. In Good Company.
Time doesn’t tell you about the late-night phone calls answered, the grocery store runs when the razors were returned to the shelf, or the first time I decided to walk out the door wearing shorts.
Made up of Opposites
Often, I find myself wondering what prompted me down the spiral of self-injury. Was it because I was dissatisfied with myself and felt the need to inflict pain upon so many different regions of my body? Or was it perhaps that I felt I deserved to be punished for being so fragmented and unwhole?
She Is My Friend, Too
Her mom was young and didn’t want to be a mother. Her parents were barely married before her birth and divorced soon after. They hate each other. They blame her for their anger.
Embracing My Scars
I’ve taken to calling the marks in my skin my “war wounds.” They are the scars that remained when the fight was finished, and the evidence that I was stronger than that which had tried to harm me.
Working It: How Amanda Lovelace Uses Poetry for Healing and Progress
I Chose Help Instead of Harm
On my road to recovery from self-harm, I knew that asking for help was always going to be the most difficult step—but essential if I wanted to get better. And so I did something that scared me: I pushed the keys to spell out the word "CONNECT" and sent the message to 741741. Then, I waited.
Working It: TWLOHA’s Chad Moses on Being Behind the Booth and Managing His Depression
I have a history of substance abuse and self-injury. My work is all about encountering people who know these struggles intimately as well.
Working It: How Kathleen Parrish Recovered From a Suicide Attempt and Became the Architect of Her Reality
Slowly over time though, I began to regain that energy to eat, to shower, to socialize, to be creative.
Stay and Turn Another Year Older
Just over a year ago, I was hospitalized because I was going to kill myself. My depression and anxiety had gotten so bad that I was convinced that my death was the best solution...
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