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Things have happened Things have changed Things have gone on I'm not the same I've been through fire I've been through pain I've been crushed I'm not the same I'm healed How did I get here? It wasn't easy. My pain was at a high when I cut deep Deeper than I ever had And in that moment I realized How easy It would be To die. To DIE. I was scared I prayed for help to heal That was when healing began I tried to resist self inflicted pain But failed countless times I learned to get back up Forgive myself And keep going Days turned into weeks Weeks turned into months With my therapist's help I've been self harm free For about 6 or 7 months I no longer struggle with depression My negativity My anger My hatred My pain- They aren't gone. They just no longer have any hold onto me. I've learned to let go of them.
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
I'm healed
Things have happened Things have changed Things have gone on I'm not the same I've been through fire I've been through pain I've been crushed I'm not the same I'm healed How did I get here? It wasn't easy. My pain was at a high when I cut deep Deeper than I ever had And in that moment I realized How easy It would be To die. To DIE. I was scared I prayed for help to heal That was when healing began I tried to resist self inflicted pain But failed countless times I learned to get back up Forgive myself And keep going Days turned into weeks Weeks turned into months With my therapist's help I've been self harm free For about 6 or 7 months I no longer struggle with depression My negativity My anger My hatred My pain- They aren't gone. They just no longer have any hold onto me. I've learned to let go of them.
Coming on here after such a long time is so shocking. I can truly see where I was and how far I've come. I won't be deleting anything though. This is a page in my life and without all the darkness and pain- I wouldn't be the same person that I am today. I wouldn't be as empathetic and sympathetic towards others. I wouldn't be as kind and compassionate as I am. My problems broke me, but out of all that came me: who I am today. And I am glad that what happened did happen, and praise God I'm a better person for it. I still struggle with the negativity. I still have bad days. I just don't dwell on the negative anymore. I still can't believe some of the things I wrote.... But I'm better now. :)
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
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