Scars Heal, and So Can We
Every time I cut, I remind myself of one thing: my body knows how to heal itself. Over time, the wounds fade, and they remind me of the resilience within me. I've been self-harming since I was 16. Yesterday, in a moment of overwhelming stress, I slipped again,
Living with BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) often feels like carrying a storm inside me. Family problems, conflicts with friends, and those heavy emotions can get the better of me sometimes. But I’m still here. Every single day, I resist the urges that most people don’t know about. For those who do understand this struggle, I want to say: our scars heal, and so will we.
This isn’t the end of our story. Healing takes time, and even on the toughest days, we’re making progress. If you’re fighting this battle too, know that you’re not alone. Let’s keep choosing life, even when it feels hard. We’re stronger than we think.
Every time I cut, I remind myself of one thing: my body knows how to heal itself. Over time, the wounds fade, and they remind me of the resilience within me. I've been self-harming since I was 16. Yesterday, in a moment of overwhelming stress, I slipped again,
Living with BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) often feels like carrying a storm inside me. Family problems, conflicts with friends, and those heavy emotions can get the better of me sometimes. But I’m still here. Every single day, I resist the urges that most people don’t know about. For those who do understand this struggle, I want to say: our scars heal, and so will we.
This isn’t the end of our story. Healing takes time, and even on the toughest days, we’re making progress. If you’re fighting this battle too, know that you’re not alone. Let’s keep choosing life, even when it feels hard. We’re stronger than we think.