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life will go on! Print E-mail
Friday, 26 February 2010
 
Beautiful.Lie. Print E-mail
Thursday, 25 February 2010
Im 15 years old and im dealing with things that a 15 year old should never have to.
 
Alone.In.A.Crowded.Room. Print E-mail
Thursday, 25 February 2010
This is a sad, dark story, it doesnt have a happy ending, because its still being written.
 
The past is still here. Print E-mail
Wednesday, 10 February 2010
My life is a mystery, I hate mysteries. I get confused, I got sad.. It happens to the best of us, Right?
 
My Story Of How I Survived..Even When I Didn't Wanna Live; Print E-mail
Tuesday, 02 February 2010
I cut and cut my pain of my ex away but one day it clicked that... I'm at rock bottom...I gotta climb back up.. This story will help all teenage girls who lost there ex and or bestfirned.
 
God wants you to know Print E-mail
Saturday, 23 January 2010
encouragement,hope...God healed me. He can heal you too.
 
A Painful Addiction Print E-mail
Tuesday, 05 January 2010
Where can i start. Well I can tell you I wasn't the only one out of my friends who was cutting but i was the only one who had enough courage to tell my parents. Maybe it was because I was kinda forced to. This is my story of struggle. I encourage you to read it maybe it will help you.
 
I cut myself so I can feel something I know is not a lie. Print E-mail
Tuesday, 01 December 2009
Everybody has their story. It's a hard story to tell, and writing this took a lot of a strength and courage. I'm scared of myself, and reading about myself just makes me wanna fall down crying, just to see how weak I am. But I know that I can make it through, and my story gives me hope too, not just sadness. My sotry is about my journey to find myself, and along the way cutting became habbit, an addiction, just like a drug. There wasn't a night I didn't think about my razor blades. I longed for them. I still long for them. But I can make it without them, I hope.
 
Unveiled Print E-mail
Monday, 30 November 2009
It is only when we hit rock bottom that we raise our hands for help: This is my story
 
Who knew it could become an addiction? Print E-mail
Friday, 13 November 2009
Cutting, Depression, Attempted Suicide: My Story
 
A perfect mask? Print E-mail
Sunday, 08 November 2009

I just wanted life to be "right" . . . again or maybe for once

 
Katie's Story Print E-mail
Friday, 30 October 2009
This is my Self Harm Story of how I found God at the same time. 
 
Ever feel like your alone? Print E-mail
Thursday, 29 October 2009
There comes a time where you got to sit down and think, Is this really what I want in life? This is my story of over coming cutting
 
Hope Print E-mail
Saturday, 03 October 2009
so I wanted to share my story, cause once I was full of hate and pain, & now the blood of Jesus washed away the guilt and shame & set me free. For all who will turn to Him and just believe.... He loves you.
 
She's always there. Print E-mail
Sunday, 06 September 2009

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It's a long story of psychological deterioration and self worthlessness. And anorexia, and how she's ruined my life. How she still controls it. Every day. I'm not right in the head. Come in if you want to take a look. I wouldn't. But feel free to.

In this story I've tried to investigate what triggered my eating disorder. Maybe I had it all along. Who knows. But I hope I can help some of you get better, and overcome the same disease I did.

Sorry. It's extremely long.

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Wounded Relief Print E-mail
Wednesday, 02 September 2009

By the time I was 10 years old I hated my life. I am the youngest of 2 girls and my parents are retired school teachers. My older sibling and I are almost 2 years apart. Growing up, whether my parents will admit it or not I was constantly in my sister's shadow and compared. We played the same instruments, had a lot of the same teachers and were involved in the same outside school activities. We grew up in the church and were always involved in youth group, quizzing and various other church functions.

 
Addicted to Self Injury. Print E-mail
Thursday, 20 August 2009
I cut myself. I was addicted. I needed God.
 
[all alone in a crowded room...bleeding to know im alive] Print E-mail
Sunday, 16 August 2009
this is the story about my year battling with anorexia/bulimia and cutting and other forms of SI thanks to divorced parents, a distant father, an unstable childhood, uncontrollable anger, disease, and self esteem issues that began in 4th grade...thank you for reading <3 and forgive me if this isnt written very well, or its choppy...{its really long} **may be triggering to some, please read at your own risk**
 
Only God can do it Print E-mail
Wednesday, 12 August 2009
I was 20 when i started cutting. I had been a christian for a long time but didnt know how much i was really struggling till i started to self harm.
 
That Fatherless Feeling Print E-mail
Friday, 07 August 2009
When I was two, he left. Is this what love is supposed to look like?
 
Hope to move on Print E-mail
Wednesday, 05 August 2009
I have been cutting for along time now and feeling depressed. But now I am starting to deal with my past hurts and move on.
 
In the making... Print E-mail
Monday, 03 August 2009
My story is still in the making and I've never fully shared it with anyone before but I figure if it can help even one person along the way it is definitely worth it.
 
Hiding behind my mask Print E-mail
Thursday, 30 July 2009
Everyone thought I was happy go lucky but on the inside there was so much pain and hurt.
 
Xs and Os Print E-mail
Thursday, 09 July 2009
This is my story about how i stopped cutting. I would like to encourage anyone who stuggles with any kind of self injury to go to a true friend or trusted adult and ask for encouragment and to pray. I want to share my story with the hope that i can encourage others to want and find help and show that it is possoble to find ways out of he messes we find ourselves in.
 
why me?! Print E-mail
Wednesday, 08 July 2009
I never fully understood why the bad things always happened too me. Between family, church, school, and friends, i wasn't who i wanted too be or where i wanted to be..This is my story and my name is Elizabeth...
 
You Would Never Think That This Would Be My LIfe Print E-mail
Thursday, 02 July 2009
Depression, eating dissorders, and cutting are not what you would think I delt with in high school. I always had people fooled by hiding behind a mask three of those four years.
 
Bottomless pit Print E-mail
Monday, 29 June 2009
My struggle with Binge eating Disorder
 
I'm not who I was? Print E-mail
Monday, 29 June 2009
My life has changed since then
 
My Story Print E-mail
Sunday, 28 June 2009
My story is a story of sexual abuse, self injury, depression, and post traumatic stress disorder.
 
Help is on it's way Print E-mail
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
I am Brianna and I would like to share with you my story. Today is the first day I have been on this sight, and I have not shared my story with many people. I would like to tell you about how I was molested, depressed and SI.
 
Removing the Sleeves Print E-mail
Monday, 25 May 2009
Through various of abuse and constant shifting of homes. Self-injury was the one constant in my life that kept me sane.
 
Am I Crazy? Print E-mail
Monday, 25 May 2009
Well this is my story about how I started cutting and why.
 
i never thought this would happen to me Print E-mail
Tuesday, 21 April 2009
I started cutting to distract from the pain in my life. I tried to stop on my own, didn't work. It wasn't until I asked for God's help that I was able to conquer it.
 
Hope. Print E-mail
Saturday, 11 April 2009
U can't get threw cutting alone....
 
With God NOTHING is impossible it just takes some faith! hope and patience! Print E-mail
Wednesday, 18 March 2009
Hello, My name is Angell! i'm a 15 year old female who used to struggle with cutting and I still struggle with depression but through it all I learned that as long as your faithful, honest, and patient then you can conqour all with God! here is my story!
 
I couldn't hold the pain anymore Print E-mail
Saturday, 14 February 2009
My story is about me being Molested two years ago at the age of 13 from a 18 year old. I have suicidal thoughts and I am very depressed. After two years of keeping this a secret from my friends and family, I finally came out with it a couple weeks ago.
 
Confused Life Print E-mail
Tuesday, 06 January 2009
my lifes been so confusing lately! i thought i was going to die... but now i'm getting help thanks to your help and my teachers and parents too! basicly what happend... what i did... what help i got... and where i am now!
 
a worthwhile fight Print E-mail
Thursday, 11 December 2008
Hey hey. This is the testimony that I recently shared and I feel really expresses the journey my life has been. I'm definitely not completely healed and there is still a long way to go but I just want to show people that it is possible to get somewhere... to stop self harm, to escape suicide, to survive depression and other such illness. Happy reading.
 
His Blood Print E-mail
Thursday, 13 November 2008
Only His Blood can Heal our wounds
 
The Joys of life Print E-mail
Friday, 17 October 2008
my life in a short and to the point kinda way.
 
My Story Print E-mail
Tuesday, 30 September 2008
my life and why i am who i am today. the different things that have happened to me that have shaped my life.
 
I started cutting in elelmentry.... Print E-mail
Monday, 29 September 2008
well my story is super long but it begins when i was a baby about six months old i was taken away from my parents by social services and i apparently hadn't been fed for quite some time(sorry for the spelling errors) my auntie(mom) and grandma(granny) were up with me all night feeding me one ounce of milk every half an hour... so yeah other than that i've been bullied all through elementry had five losses in 2007 and lost my Dad about five years ago on new years eve(all thanks to drugs and alchohol)
 
Just trying to hold it together Print E-mail
Monday, 01 September 2008
Struggling with cutting, burning, depression, and suicidal thoughts--I am just taking one day at a time....trying to hold on to the hope that tomorrow will be better.
 
Learning to Heal Print E-mail
Tuesday, 19 August 2008
I didn't realize that I had a problem, I didn't think that cutting was wrong until one day when I realized something wasn't right. Through the grace of God and only through His love have I been able to reach the point that I am at today.
 
Rags to Riches - My Journey to Realizing that I am God's Princess Print E-mail
Tuesday, 05 August 2008
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.
 
reality of life Print E-mail
Monday, 30 June 2008
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.
 
Living in Silence Print E-mail
Saturday, 21 June 2008
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.
 
From victim to victor. Print E-mail
Saturday, 07 June 2008
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.
 
death in the family Print E-mail
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
abusive father,suicidal uncle, a grandma that committed suicide, a bipolar mom and these just are some of the things i've dealt with
 
Love and Lies Print E-mail
Tuesday, 27 May 2008
I fell in love.. and really got hurt.... but God helped me get back on my feet again
 
One Failed Attempt Print E-mail
Monday, 26 May 2008
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.
 
I thought I was Stronger Print E-mail
Monday, 26 May 2008
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
 
My story Print E-mail
Saturday, 26 April 2008
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.
 
cutting. Print E-mail
Sunday, 20 April 2008
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.
 
Hold onto hope. Print E-mail
Friday, 18 April 2008
"It would be so easy to hold onto this feeling that elopes, misery with agony; but I'll hold onto hope." - Kiros.
 
finding.myself...through.GOD Print E-mail
Friday, 18 April 2008
My blurb on a few issues that fall under the category of SI that I've dealt with in the past 2-3 years...
 
No Aparent Reason Print E-mail
Thursday, 06 March 2008
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.
 
Crazy?? Print E-mail
Friday, 29 February 2008
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..
 
Have you ever Print E-mail
Monday, 11 February 2008
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………………
 
Katie's Story - There is hope! Print E-mail
Monday, 28 January 2008
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".
 
the monster Print E-mail
Sunday, 30 December 2007
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.
 
Pressures of School and life Print E-mail
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
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.
 
My father and God my Father Print E-mail
Saturday, 20 October 2007
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.
 
no tittle.. Print E-mail
Sunday, 07 October 2007
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!
 
this is my story. Print E-mail
Wednesday, 03 October 2007
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.
 
dont' give up. Print E-mail
Saturday, 15 September 2007
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....
 
Psalms 139 God's Beauty Print E-mail
Thursday, 30 August 2007
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.
 
He is there. Print E-mail
Monday, 27 August 2007
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!
 
Hope for the hopeless Print E-mail
Sunday, 12 August 2007
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.
 
There is always hope and love Print E-mail
Saturday, 04 August 2007
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
 
Alive today Print E-mail
Friday, 03 August 2007
Overview of how we can not only survive abuse, depression and helplessness but find joy and coping skills while reaching out to others.
 
Every Bit Makes A Difference Print E-mail
Friday, 03 August 2007
This is My Story. I guess I started cutting in the 7th grade, when things were all going downhill for me...
 
Shannin's amazing acting Print E-mail
Thursday, 12 July 2007
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.
 
What to do..... When you don't know what to do. Print E-mail
Saturday, 07 July 2007
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.
 
"I am a friend of God!" Print E-mail
Friday, 06 July 2007
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!
 
My story.. Print E-mail
Sunday, 17 June 2007
Hey, I'm 18 years old and have been struggling with SI for 5 years now. So here is my story..
 
My Story of Hope... Print E-mail
Friday, 25 May 2007
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...
 
silent too long Print E-mail
Friday, 27 April 2007
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 .
 
Erin's story Print E-mail
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.

 
Christine's story Print E-mail
Wednesday, 11 April 2007
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.
 
Klea's story Print E-mail
Wednesday, 11 April 2007
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…

 
Am I alone? Print E-mail
Wednesday, 11 April 2007

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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