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Rags to Riches - My Journey to Realizing that I am God's Princess |
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Tuesday, 05 August 2008 |
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This is the story of a child raised in a home with abuse of every type who chose to turn to cutting, burning, anorexia, bulimia, drug use, alcohol and sex in order to begin to handle the pain. She disrespected her body because she didn't think it mattered - until one day, God showed her that He wanted so much more for her - and He led her to take on the role of Princess that He had always planned for her. She's now a teacher, youth leader and studying to be a counselor to help youth in similar places. |
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reality of life |
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Monday, 30 June 2008 |
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it all started when i was about 3 years old and i was molested by my cousins. it was hard i mean i didnt know that it was wrong and ialso couldnt help what happened.. it is still hard to talk about and i am now 17 years old.. it has been better but life was never the same as it was befor the abuse. |
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Living in Silence |
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Saturday, 21 June 2008 |
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Never had any true friends until the ones i found recently, I had always been betrayed by other "friends" until eventually I gave up and didn't trust anybody. I never told anyone my problems or what was bothering me so i had nothing to take all my anger and sadness out on... except myself. |
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From victim to victor. |
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Saturday, 07 June 2008 |
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When I finally was ready to stop running from the pain and endure the discomfort and grief that is a part of healing the right people were brought into my path. I am free of alcohol/pills, cutting and eating disorders and most of all for the first time in my life I am grateful for my life and thank God that I am here no matter what is happening. |
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death in the family |
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Tuesday, 27 May 2008 |
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abusive father,suicidal uncle, a grandma that committed suicide, a bipolar mom and these just are some of the things i've dealt with |
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Love and Lies |
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Tuesday, 27 May 2008 |
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I fell in love.. and really got hurt.... but God helped me get back on my feet again |
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One Failed Attempt |
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Monday, 26 May 2008 |
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I have known hopelessness. I have known despair. I know what it's like to feel dead inside. I have known what it's like to want to die. Read my words, my story, and let me share what has happened to get me where I am today. I tried to take care of that hopelessness and despair all on my own. I tried to escape but with one failed attempt....I learned that there is a future. |
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I thought I was Stronger |
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Monday, 26 May 2008 |
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A couple months ago i met this guy who was 7 years older than me. I was 16 at the time. I was really strong with God, and i was always the friend that told others not to do impure things with men when your not married to them and things like that. Well, i was crazy about this guy, and he was so sweet, telling me how beautiful i was and everything, and how he wanted to run off and marry me. He had just become a Christian, so i was excited to also be helping him with his walk with God. But, i fell for him.. hard. and he was the first person I had ever fallen in love with, and he said he loved me too... I ended up doing impure sexual things with him (which i had sworn to myself i would never do). i began to feel dirty, but he got me convinced that it wasn't that bad, and to stop feeling guilty... we fooled around for about two months, then he left me and went back into doing drugs and drinking. it turns out he was also fooling around with one of my best friends, and she had no idea. i was so hurt, and wanted to shut all men out of myu life and never love again. but i fanally opened up to my friends and confessed to them what i had done with him.. and i confessed to my parents |
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My story |
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Saturday, 26 April 2008 |
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From the age of 12 to the ages of around 18 or 19 I struggled with Anorexia (self ingury) due to many years of differnt types of abuse I chose to find control in my self by abusing myself because it was pretty much the only thing that I had total control over and something know one could take away from me or say no to, anorexia was all mine it was a way to cope with the crazyiness of my life, it made me feel good, powerful, stong....but really all it did was make me more and more weak in mind in spirit and in health. |
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cutting. |
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Sunday, 20 April 2008 |
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when i was a kid. i never felt good enough. never felt like i could be
in the "in crowd" i felt like i always needed to be the center of
attention i used to starve myself. just to fit in to be skinny and cut
to get the kind of attention i'd always wanted. all i got were more
people leaving me. thinking i was "emo" "gothic" just different things
people dont understand and i guess you'd actually have to cut to
understand it. my mother died while giving birth to me. so my dad beat
me. i had fifty scars inflicting my body. they were for every fake i
love you. i finally realized i needed help. i set my mind to it for
about a month then it got worse. i then realized things will always get
worse before they can ever get better. i was mostly the biggest teenage
drama queen but better yet becoming somebody i didnt know. and it was
very shamefull for me. then i started attending one of my friends
churches. and found god. and confided in him. i started writing in my
journal in different colors of pens. like pink if i was happy that day.
blue if i was sad ect.ect. i found a way i could get away from cutting.
too this day i live to tell my story; free of depression. free of rape;
free of abuse; living a happy, care-free-christain life.
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Hold onto hope. |
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Friday, 18 April 2008 |
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"It would be so easy to hold onto this feeling that elopes, misery with agony; but I'll hold onto hope." - Kiros. |
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finding.myself...through.GOD |
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Friday, 18 April 2008 |
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My blurb on a few issues that fall under the category of SI that I've dealt with in the past 2-3 years... |
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No Aparent Reason |
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Thursday, 06 March 2008 |
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If there was ever a person who had no reason to cut, it would be me. I have a good home, a good relationship with my Pastor and family, good friends, good marks in school, everything is good. But I used to cut. Not anymore. |
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Crazy?? |
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Friday, 29 February 2008 |
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Well Im Jessikah Im 14 Years Of Age.. I Feel Like Im Alone I Don't
Think People Understand Me.. They Stare And Tell Me Made Up Stuff About
My Life... I Don't Know Why I Cut I Have A Hard Time With The Word
No... I Just Don't Think Its Any Better With My Sister Always Being The
Better One Then Me .... She Tells Me Im Hated And No One Cares About
Me..
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Have you ever |
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Monday, 11 February 2008 |
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Have you ever woken up and said this ends with me I will not let this hold me back no matter my past no matter who did what I am who I am supposed to be and I will be that person and it starts today with all the might in me and all the faith I can build up I will………………
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Katie's Story - There is hope! |
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Monday, 28 January 2008 |
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I don't have some terrible background that lead to my SI. I grew up in a Christian home, a loving home. But I was the one member of our family that was a reble. I wanted to see the other side of life. They looked like they were enjoying life more than I was. I hated being the "Good girl". |
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the monster |
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Sunday, 30 December 2007 |
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Nothing ever triggered it the first time. No one even saw it coming, including myself. Once you start, it just keeps sucking you in. Its an addiction. I have been struggling with SI for 4 years.And now its time for me to fight back. |
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Pressures of School and life |
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Tuesday, 11 December 2007 |
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When it comes to writing my story I don’t know where to begin. There’s nothing terrible in my past that caused this. I am and was just a normal everyday girl who couldn’t keep up with the pace and pressures of life. |
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My father and God my Father |
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Saturday, 20 October 2007 |
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although i have lived in a Christian home all my life, life has not at all been easy for me. my dad has a very short temper and not much patience. from the time i was about 5 to well...it still goes on at times, i have been abused physically, mentally, spiritually and emotionally. this is the story of what my dad's impression is he has left on me and how hard it is at times to accept and understand God as my Heavenly Father because of it. |
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no tittle.. |
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Sunday, 07 October 2007 |
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Well, My story is kinda confusing but this is basically for all the girls out there who also suffer from eating disorders. Im in there with you! |
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this is my story. |
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Wednesday, 03 October 2007 |
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my name is Jessalyn and im sixteen years old and ive been dealing with SI for five years now. i heard Brett talking at my school today and i thought i should give this a try maybe it would help me out a little bit. |
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dont' give up. |
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Saturday, 15 September 2007 |
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there are other ways to do things, you don't just have to give up. I've struggled with depression thoughts on suicide, cutting for years.... |
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Psalms 139 God's Beauty |
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Thursday, 30 August 2007 |
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This is a story about me being the perfect girl that never did wrong and nothing ever happened in my life that was terrible. Until I turned 12 then my world turned upside down. This is a story about my journey through an eating disorder, and cutting. |
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He is there. |
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Monday, 27 August 2007 |
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Through my story God has revealed himself to me even more. Struggling with cutting and battling depression and anxiety. God has been there every step of the way. Many times I turned my back on him but now, I'm stepping up to claim my victory that has already been won! |
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Hope for the hopeless |
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Sunday, 12 August 2007 |
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this is my story, and i hope it offers some hope to others struggling with si. its messy and hard to understand, but maybe you'll get the idea. |
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There is always hope and love |
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Saturday, 04 August 2007 |
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Choosing a catagory was hard because I am dealing almost all of them. I decuded in suicide and depression because in the end everything that I am dealing with sprouted from the depression that came with the self-hate. This is my story and I hope that it can hope to even one person.
I love you.
tessXoXo |
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Alive today |
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Friday, 03 August 2007 |
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Overview of how we can not only survive abuse, depression and helplessness but find joy and coping skills while reaching out to others. |
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Every Bit Makes A Difference |
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Friday, 03 August 2007 |
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This is My Story. I guess I started cutting in the 7th grade, when things were all going downhill for me... |
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Shannin's amazing acting |
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Thursday, 12 July 2007 |
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Just to tell you about myself, and when all this confusion started, and what it has done to me. Currently I'm 18, but it all started about 5 years ago.
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What to do..... When you don't know what to do. |
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Saturday, 07 July 2007 |
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Hey Guys and Girls,
This is my story. My story of how precious life really is. I hope that this will enourage you. I hope that people can read my story and understand that God is always there for us. Even when it doesn't feel that way. Please remember, that God loves you know matter what... there is nothing you can do, that will make God love you less.
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"I am a friend of God!" |
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Friday, 06 July 2007 |
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This is my story about my past and my road to recovery, made possible through JESUS CHRIST. If you struggle with self-worth, eating disorders, depression,thoughts of suicide,cutting etc.. please read it and be encouraged, and know that HE IS MORE THAN CAPABLE of healing you and RESTORING your life. YOU ARE LOVED!
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My story.. |
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Sunday, 17 June 2007 |
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Hey, I'm 18 years old and have been struggling with SI for 5 years now. So here is my story..
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My Story of Hope... |
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Friday, 25 May 2007 |
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Just thought i would let everyone know where i came from, where i was in life about 6 years ago, and where I am now in life. Here's My story of Hope...
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silent too long |
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Friday, 27 April 2007 |
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this is my first time trying to tell my real story
not sure why im even doing this i just am tired of living alone with pain of it all and want to be share it if any one what to hear it i will try to be on tasks i am not a pro write .
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Erin's story |
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Sunday, 22 April 2007 |
Well, lets just say that my path to healing was a rocky one, which
everyone has to deal with at some point. My healing started about 1
and a half years ago, my friend which i was talking to during my
struggles was getting to the point where she could no longer help me,
well she could but it was getting to a point where it was out of
control, so she had to tell my mom what was going on and i had to get
taken into the doctors, which was pretty brutal, because the trust
that i had was broken.
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Christine's story |
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Wednesday, 11 April 2007 |
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I used to scratch in grade eight and then stopped over the summer. The end of grade 9, I was dealing with clinical depression and I took a piece of glass and cut myself thirteen times on my legs.
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Klea's story |
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Wednesday, 11 April 2007 |
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Hey, this is Klea the one that u CANT NOT FORGET HER NAME! Ha. How r u?? I would like to share my story with you. first
thing I am dyslexic and have a very hard time with spelling so work
with me plz I can take it slow for u because I understand that u have a
lot people that want to share with u then me so I would like to be ur
friend and be slow this is a short story and I wel tell more later but
this is explanin my story in 5 min lol
My story…
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Am I alone? |
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Wednesday, 11 April 2007 |
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Am I alone?
Hey im Erica. I'm in grade 9 and would love to share my story with
you.So when i was in grade 7-8 i began cutting. At first it wasnt
anything big, one day i tired it to just experiment. I didn't like it.
Little did i know it would soon lead into being my way of coping. I
began to cut in the August before i started gr. 8. I cut becuase i felt
alone, i felt like i wasn't good enough for anyone, that no one care. I
felt like everyone was looking at me and thinking, she's useless lets
keep moving. I felt like everything that went wrong was my fault.
Friendships were ending, fights with my siblings, stress at school,
grades going down. No one seemed impressed with me at all. And i
thought, here i am, alone, worthless, and it's all my fault.
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