I began self-injuring when I was eleven years old. I am now 18 (an age I never thought I’d live to be!) and doing much better. It has been a long road, but one worth traveling. Proud to say I haven’t injured in over TEN MONTHS. I was in a residential when I was 16, and did well eventually. But after I left I started SI again. It got really bad for about 6 months, and then I was put in foster care. That really changed things for me. Realizing that I had pushed the one person who said they would never give up on me, so far away that they didn’t want me anymore, it was devistating. I quickly got my act together. I didn’t want to be that person anymore. A lot of stuff happened. But I haven’t injured since November 8th, 2009.
I never thought that would happen for me. Truly. I just knew I was going to die. But I’m alive. And my scars are healed at least. Even if they’re disgusting and peo0ple stare, I know I’m healing. I still want to SI. But I know it’s not who I want to be. Although I used to want to be that girl.
I just want anyone out there who reads this to know: recovery really is possible. Sometimes you just have to let thigns take their course. you will get there eventually. It doesn’t make you “bad” because you make negative choices. It’s just a part of you that needs a little work.
Feel free to e-mail me if you want to talk.