So I’ve been having some really bad urges. But I haven’t done anything. I keep telling myself that I’ve almost made it to six months and not to give up. So I have stayed strong.

I’ve been thinking, and I’ve realized that whenever I help someone on this blog, I feel happy. And happiness is hard to come by recently. I think, well if I helped that one person, I wonder how many other people read that and didn’t comment, maybe I helped them too. And thinking that makes me feel so… connected, so much less alone.

We are all going though this together. We are all hurting, all of our lives got twisted into the lies and regrets and and disappointments of self-injury. But we can help each other, and other people. Even people who are struggling can help someone who is worse off than them. Because when you think that it couldn’t get any worse, it can. There is always someone who has things worse.

I just wanted to say thank you to every single person on this blog, you have helped me immensely and made me feel so much less alone. Thank you for writing, and thank you for having the strength to speak and to tell your stories. Because that takes courage. That is strength. So whenever you feel weak, remember this, you are strong and brave.

I want to challenge each of you to say or do something to help someone else. Start at just one thing a week, until you get used to it. Compliment someone, help someone, comment on a blog post, just do something to help others.

This whole post might sound kinda cheesy, but it’s real. I wanted to share that.