Stories of Hope
Is There a Way Out?
First off I want to say that maybe I am different because I was never abused in any way while growing up. Most people talk about cutting as a way of dealing with the abuse they recieved. Not me. In fact I've had a pretty good life growing up, but sometimes it all gets to me. Like maybe the fact that my Parents don't know about my eating disorder, or maybe how I think about suicide more often than not. Maybe that's what started me on the road to SI. Right now I am currently still cutting and harming myself in many ways, but I feel that there is a way out. There's a way out for all of us. Even though sometimes I feel as if there is no way out but death, I have come to realize that this is not true. I can get help and can overcome this, I just have to want it enough. I am hoping that someday soon I will be over this. I can go back to having my normal life and not have people think of me as a freak because I deal with pain different. I guess what I want to say is there is a way for all of us If we want it bad enough.