on this very special day, november 18th, 2024, is the third year anniversary of me being free of $elf h@rm.
i was only eleven when i started to cut, and it’s still my biggest regret of my life. i still see the white scares on my thighs and wrists and just writing this makes me want to fall into a void and disappear. but this is a very important message for anyone that has felt a certain way.
no one deserves to take their own life. death is not the answer.
if you are someone like i was a few years ago, and have no one to talk to, know that i will be here, and willingly to help you. from experience, i want to help.
i grew up in a religious household. i can’t tell my parents how i felt/feel. I can’t talk about how i didn’t have any motivation to live at the bare age of eleven, or how i found out i didn’t just like boys at the early age of nine, or even how my current bf saved my life. when we first started to talk as ‘friends’ i forgot all about my cuts. even though we fell out of touch for a year, we still found each other, and he’s still the reason of me being able to breathe air now.
it was so rare for me to feel happiness again, and to literally start life again. it was the need to drain my own blood because i was drained. and looking back on everything, i am so grateful for everyone, and all of you guys who are reading this.
i love you all.
please, if someone needs help, my message board is always free.
to 3 years of being free.