today i reread old messages that i sent to my friend last September. I was at my lowest point, and every day i thought about dying…
i’m nearly eight months clean now. i’ve never felt more proud of myself. i haven’t stayed clean for this long since i was eleven.
i wish i never self-harmed. it made every emotion ten times harder to go through, but at the end of the day, it also made me stronger.
probably will be my only post on here but i just wanted to share that its possible.
