SELF HARM AWARENESS.

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I would like to start by saying , Stop punishing yourself, You did not do anything wrong.
This is a very touchy topic for me. It is difficult to talk about. You would probably have the same thoughts were you in my shoes. But, it's necessary. So  for everybody who do not know about this, this is for you and also for those beautiful yet broken people who do this to themselves. I hope with all my heart that this may influence you to stop thinking of yourself as worthless or ugly because you really are not. You are human like everyone else. And different and unique and amazing. Starting off, everybody , when they think self harm , they think cutting. But it is so much more than that. This act has become the meaning of self harm. It has also become a joke to people. A trend. An attention seeking method. Everybody does it. Not because they are actually going through something mentally , but maybe just because they are having a bad day. And that is pathetic because Cutting or self-harm is a serious problem and them portraying it as a trend has made people judge the people who are actually harming themselves a joke or an attention seeker.
Self Harm is an issue that is seen amongst teenagers. They go through some kind of mental or physical torture and this causes them to want to hurt themselves.
Another reason is because they look in the mirror and they see ugly or imperfect or not good enough and since they can't hurt others they hurt themselves. They are not "attention seeking hoes".

They are genuine fragile broken people. They genuinely think they are worthless or a waste of space. I know this because I felt the same way until a few days ago. The only reason I got into self harm is because of a guy. My number one guy. My Dad. Being obvious , every girl wants to be Daddy's little girl but after being abused , both mentally and physically , you tend to believe something is wrong with yourself and that if your father is saying something, he is right. So I started hurting myself , scratching and pinching and sometimes I wanted to cut. This stopped when someone told me it was not worth it. That someone else cannot make you hate yourself. They told me to stop. So I did. Until, he left. He left my mom alone to take care of us. And that hurt. It hurt that he didn't think twice about us and just gave us up. So I started again. And this time , I didn't stop. Not for a while. And then three people came into my life and I am eternally grateful that they did. They changed everything wrong and made it right. They made me stop. And I have been clean since. They made me believe I was stronger than this and that I was better than ruining myself over someone who didn't care about me.  Hell, I got over everything. My bullies, my dad, my demons. It's nice not being in a dark place for once. I don't hide myself anymore. I don't run from my thoughts. I face them. Yes, I relapsed sometimes , but I got there. I'm finally free.

This was not for your pity. It was so you could maybe get it and stop. Once and for all. Fight all those demons and come out strong. And remain strong. Whenever I see girls or boys coming out of this struggle , throwing out their blades, showing their battle scars without flinching or being ashamed, I feel proud. Proud of them for finally overcoming themselves, because the only thing that can destroy you is yourself. I don't know these people , I don't know what they went through, I just know that I'm proud they overcame themselves. They deserve to be happy. If you are reading this and you harm yourself, listen to me, You can't let these marks become you. Get over them and show yourself. It's worth it. In the end, I promise you, it is all really worth it. :") Just take a small step. Every journey begins with a small step.

They don't know they're beautiful. Keep reminding them. They are amazing and my love and heart goes out to them. Don't scar yourself soldier. Stay strong.
In the words of Demi Lovato , who is inspiration❤ :
           Cause now I'm a warrior
             I've got thicker skin
             I'm a warrior
           Stronger than I've ever been.
           My armor is made of steel
             You can't get in,
             I'm a warrior
           And you can never hurt me
            Again.

So, throw those blades away lovely. Don't let them define you. Don't let them decide who you are. Head towards recovery. You will relapse but you will get there. That's a promise. Also, Head up princess, your tiara is falling :")

And don't treat this problem as a joke, it really is not funny. Cause I for one am not laughing.
Much love.
Stay strong lovelies.
I'll meet you at the end of this hard road, yeah? :')
❤

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