Rebuilding My Shattered Reflection
I struggled heavily with my self-image and confidence and tried tirelessly to fit into a mold that I wasn't built for.
Topic: self-harm
I struggled heavily with my self-image and confidence and tried tirelessly to fit into a mold that I wasn't built for.
My shame will not survive.
I thought I was broken somehow and there was no fixing it.
The darkness we carry feeds off our secrets—which is why we have to bring them into the light.
When I reflect on my days of self-harm, I see how I struggled to tell the people I loved that I was hurting. So, I found a way to show it physically.
Making or breaking milestones doesn't have to be everything—it shouldn’t be everything.
Dealing with self-harm can be difficult, and it isn’t easy to tell people about it. Learn about how to become a resource to those who need help.
There is a lot of stigma and ignorance surrounding Dissociative Identity Disorder. Oftentimes, I feel shame when talking about it.
The moments when I did give in do not define my progress.
Imagine someone saying the anguish you’re experiencing is something you made up.
When I learned about Saint Dymphna, the patron saint of those who suffer from nervous, emotional, and mental disorders, the anxious and the depressed, I embraced her as a sort of personal guardian.
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