Today marks one year since I last self-harmed. I honestly don’t know how to feel about that. Am I supposed to feel proud and happy that I chose not to hurt myself? Hurting myself shouldn’t even be an option.
Lost. Sadness. Anxiousness. Worthless. Unimportant. Hurt. Emptiness. Disappointment. Anger. Worthless. Stuck. Invisible.
I’ve been feeling lots of emotions these past few weeks. It mostly has to do with something that’s been happening these past few weeks.
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I want to start by apologizing for not making a blog post for the past two weeks. I’ve been a little busy with school. Now, on to the post.
“You’re alive. That means you have infinite potential. You can do anything, make anything, dream anything.” – Neil Gaiman
Yesterday I kept reminding myself that I’m still breathing. I’m still here fighting this battle. Yeah, it sucks that I have to fight this battle alone, but it is okay.
I’ve been feeling really lost for a while. I’ve been trying to figure out what to do next in my life. I started thinking a lot about my past and my future. I’ve been thinking about the person I used to be and how much I have changed. I thought about what my past self say to my situation right now. This is what I would say . . .
I’m going to be incredibly honest in this post. These are some of my thoughts that I’ve been having lately. Just a heads up, it’s not very positive.
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Do you believe in second chances?