March 2012
13 posts
The Other Side
So it seems that this Tumblr has become more focused on self-harm than anything else, and I don’t want people who don’t deal with that specific “issue” to feel alienated in any way…or another way of saying it: I don’t want anyone to feel like this stuff can’t apply to them.
With that in mind, I want to talk a bit about the “other” issue I have...
Anonymous asked: so what do you say when people ask about your cuts or scars?
Anonymous asked: what made you start hurting yourself?
Anonymous asked: you said you did other things than cutting?
Anonymous asked: did you tell your parents when you were younger?
Saturday
There are a number of questions in my “ask” box…I will get to them all on Saturday…long end of the week at work…
Anonymous asked: what do you do when you get really down and depressed and can't stop it?
Eyes Of The World
The fact is, there are scars all over my arm and there have been for years and years. Many of them have been there so long, I have completely forgotten about them, as they are part of me. The only time I am really reminded of them is when someone notices them. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly people clearly judge me…because let’s face it, it looks like I was either in a fight...
We Will Be Strong
Though it totally sucks, the fact remains that if you are someone who is battling any sort of “mental illness,” you are probably going to be doing so for an extended period of time. It is rarely the sort of thing that just “goes away” on its own, and it can be both exhausting and rather defeating at times.
At so many points over the years, I have said to myself,...
Anonymous asked: Do you take medications for your problems? Like antidepressants or something?
Everybody Needs Somebody
This was a lesson that was tough for me to learn. I am not the most social person, and for my entire life, it has been quite difficult for me to “open up” to others. I am a very guarded person, and I don’t let anyone in “all the way.” I need to keep some “safe” space for myself in every friendship I have.
BUT, we all need someone. Someone we can talk...
The Days And Nights Are Long
Last night was a VERY difficult one for me…and it came on the heels of an equally challenging day. It was one of those days where I wake up already bottomed out, and I know it is going to take all I have just to get out of my bedroom. It’s that feeling that is somehow past the point of depression and hopelessness where you are just sort of “there,” but not really...
Story Of My Life
It makes sense that the beginning of this should be just that, a starting point to which all after are connected.
I am well past 20 years of age and living in the United States. Since I was 8 or 9 years old, I have battled with various forms of “self harm” from cutting to drinking to drugs and a wide variety of other things. I have been completely clean of drugs and alcohol for more...
