Shadows cast through the eyes as pain pierces the heart a fresh wound as knife slices through skin draws blood hand reaches in to pull rips out… Read more “Ripped Through to the Soul”
I’m amazed my home in my head let me come out for a night of much-needed girls night.
It’s like a T.V. you can’t turn off, a never-ending movie, and you’re the star.
I’ve embraced the darkness that has enveloped me and used it as my light.
Finding small flickers within the confines of my dark days are what keep me balanced.
You are allowed to exist. We want you to exist. You have the right to care for yourself so that you can care for others. Know that you are not alone.
Without these people in my life, I wouldn’t be “surviving,” I’d be much lower.
Being depressed is not a choice! Our coping mechanisms are not always a choice either. Cutting or self-harm is a coping mechanism.
Everyone is different. Everyone suffers differently.