The Light is What You Need
Despite all the light that’s surrounding me, inside I feel dark.
Topic: self-harm
It’s Okay to Slow Down
I ran until anorexia almost took me over completely. I ran until the scars tallied skin from my thigh to my waist because I couldn’t cope. I ran until I couldn’t anymore.
Living With Scars
The thing is, my scars—what should be a sign of healing, perseverance, and survival—can be the most triggering thing.
To Anyone Struggling
Take a step back and look at all the other days which terrified you, and you still made it through.
Never Too Broken
If healing is finite, I am far from being healed, but I am not broken.
Choosing Courage
You don’t have to survive and endure pain to be strong. Sometimes being strong means freeing yourself of it.
Kitchen Sink
Maybe you’re like me, wondering if the temptation to harm yourself will ever go away. If I’m being honest, I really wish it would.
Forward
I reached five years of being self-harm free this past October. It was a milestone that often seemed impossible to achieve.
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?
