i saw your youtube video and it touched my heart, i cant relate in so many ways, ive been through self harm and youve made me realize that im not alone, so thank you so much your an inspiration xxxx
This broke my heart to read, ok I send this to anybody I know who self harms, so ye please read this: Ok, I'm not going to say "I understand" because nobody knows what you're experiencing completely but I can relate to you. What I want you to do next time you pick up that blade, is look at yourself and I mean really look at yourself, you are stronger than this, and you will make it through this, I know right now you feel like nothing will ever get better and you're always going to feel this way but I promise you, it does get better, it will get better and even though it may seem like the hardest thing to do now but just keep holding on and please never ever give up. I know the relief you feel after you've harmed is something that compensates for all the hurt you feel inside, I know that by putting a blade to your wrist it makes you happier, but for what? All of 5 seconds? Just before the sense of relief goes and you hit rock bottom all over again? It's like a never ending cycle. The most important thing is that you need to tell somebody, anybody, but just make sure somebody knows and you have someone there to listen to you and to comfort you, because keeping all your emotions bottled up, that's what destroys you the most. So you want to kill yourself? Because no one cares about you. Your family hates you, Right? No. Your parents walking in your room in the morning to only find a dead body. They’ll try their hardest not to think negative, and to just think that you’re fooling around. Then they’ll start shaking you. Why aren’t you breathing? They’ll be broken. Tears. Many tears. More tears than you ever shed. Was it them? Were they the reason you did this? More tears. Pain. Every day. Every night. Every single second of the day. Guilt. More guilt. What about your best friends? They’re not going to care, right? No. What’s the first thing that will go through their mind when your head teacher comes in and tells the class that you’re not alive. While your best friend sits there in tears. That girl that you’d smile at but never talk to? Now she’s crying. The boy who used to kick you under the table just to annoy you? He’ll be shocked. He’ll be devastated. He’ll blame himself. What about your teacher? Thoughts crossing her mind. She’ll question if you did it because she didn’t make school comfortable enough for you. Pain. Devastation. All in one. Who organises your funeral? Who has to go through your stuff? Clothes? Notes? Those few older girls who used to give you daggers at school? They’ll feel regret. They’ll blame themselves. See, if you killed yourself today, you’ll never know what might of happened tomorrow. You’ll never know because you’re dead. Plain dead. Not breathing. Not alive. Just dead. nd I promise, if you do it, you are not only hurting yourself, you are hurting many. You are creating more tears than you led yourself to. You are beautiful, you are worth something and you are never alone x

