Self harm is wanting your outsides to look as painful as your insides feel. That way people can tell how deeply you’re hurting. How deeply you’re bleeding.
Oofhhhh. So this entry is a bit hard to share. I’ve battled self harm since I was 14 years old. I have lost friendships and relationships because of it. The thing I’ve realized is that there is always going to be a relapse, but as I have gotten older, I’ve become embarrassed by this vice. It’s been over a year since I have relapsed, and that feels amazing, but the battles are far from over. What started as a childish out-lash turned into a lifetime crutch. I wish there was a way I could take that decision back, but I know it has made me stronger, I know it has weakened me, I know it has helped me become who I am today. I just wish that it wasn’t something I had to battle every time my anxiety gets overwhelming.
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