Today, I've been thinking a lot, and decided to get back in touch with an old friend. Me and Stacey fell out some time ago over, well, I don't think it really matters what over. It felt good though to have one of my closest 'gal-pals' back, almost like we had never fallen out.
Looking at things from an objective perspective, I realized that life is so short, fragile and not something to be taken for granted and our bodies are really something to love and cherish, not to be abused with poisonous chemicals or damaged with self destructive habits. Yes I would be the first to admit, I used to self-harm, the scar on my left arm sits as testimony, but last year, I learned how easy life is to take away.
I suppose my advice for anyone who does this or feels the need to do so would be to get help, don't suffer in silence. Even if it is just calling a help-line or writing it down. It all helps, even if it doesn't feel like it would at first.
Doing this blog is part of my on-going therapy, and a way to look back at where I was before and where I'm going. I want to turn my bi-polar disorder to something so positive, and even if it only reaches 1 other person, I will feel like my mission is done.
3 years ago