Before I start, I just wanna clarify that I'm not putting this up for attention, and I'm not lookingi for pity from any of you. I just feel like I can't keep this inside.
As some of you may know, I previously uploaded a chapter in which I listed 50 things about me. Of those 50 things, I said that February 23, 2015 (tomorrow. This is being written on February 22, 2015) would've been two years since I last cut. Sadly, this is no longer true.
One night in January, something happened and I didn't know how else to react. So I made a stupid decision and relapsed (please note, I'm not calling those who cut "stupid". I'm calling my personal decision and the reasons that influenced it "stupid") and I just wanted to apologize for letting you guys down.
I'm so sorry.
I haven't cut since that night, and I don't plan on it ever again.
I love you all.
If you self harm, I want you to know that you are not alone. Every wound is a scar, every scar tells a story, and that story says "I survived". You can get through this.
In the sidebar is a song I listen to when I feel the urge to relapse. Hopefully it helps you guys too. It's called "You Will Pull Through" by Barcelona.
I love you all.
Please forgive me.
-Gracie
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