Today is World Mental Mental Health day.
On this day 8 years ago I cut myself for the last time.
I still struggle greatly with my mental health and often wonder how I'm going to continue with life, I still have great urges to cut that I struggle to control... But dammit, I control them. I cope with my issues in the best way I can and I'm fucking proud of myself for it.
I am also IMMENSELY proud of everyone dealing with their own struggles. You may not know it, or feel it, but you are fucking amazing. You are stronger than you know.
I'd also like to take a moment to mention all of those who felt that they had no option but to give up, I hope you guys finally have peace wherever you are ❤️