Monday, 23 November 2009

  • I Wrote Love On My Arms

    Well, on my hand, anyway.



    Yesterday actually meant a lot to me. As many of you might already know, I used to cut myself a lot... For various reasons. I'm not going to elaborate on that, but I will say that some of those reasons are probably somewhat unique.

    The truth is, it was love that got me to stop. Many of you have also heard of S. My friends helped me along the way with the whole cutting thing a little bit, but he's the one that really got me to quit doing it altogether. He showed me that I didn't need to, because I had his love and and appreciation... and his shoulder to cry on or his helping hand if I ever needed them.

    I think the whole "To Write Love On Her Arms" day is a good idea, honestly. I don't know if it really raises awareness about the issue - maybe it does. But I don't think it's really about raising awareness to other people who don't harm themselves. I hated getting attention for any of my scars (and I still do).

    This is more about raising awareness for those who do harm themselves. It's about reminding these people that they are loved, and that they don't need to hurt themselves, and that if they need someone to be there for them, there will be someone there. That's pretty important.

    Anyway. It's good stuff. I will definitely continue doing this every year.

    Thoughts?

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