Sorry for double-posting all but, I fought a very strong urge to hurt myself today (after my mom went off on over something so stupid) and then started to fight about how emotions are invalid and, once she left me alone I just wanted to slash skin open but, I didn't. I am seeing someone new now and, he and I are getting to know each other with no rushing into things and, I don't want to have to be like: 'Yeah so, I relapsed self-harm wise," on our next date but, not only that but, December is almost here and that will make me a full 6 months of being self-harm free!!! I cannot throw such a thing away. Plus, I'm going to be reading some poetry at a suicide prevention/awareness event on my college campus like I have been these past 2 years.
Last year I read this poem:
The ping-pong ball eyed frog said it best:
It's not so easy being green.
For those of you who aren't that familiar with his song or the meaning, let me help.
What that wise ol' frog is getting at is, it can get difficult at times even just to be ourselves.
We are all just people and, we're not going to feel tall like trees day in and day out.
But, by taking it step by step, remembering to breathe and knowing that we'll all have our moments to stand out like flashy sparkles in the water;
We get down to the facts:
Being different is not wrong. It is a beautiful thing.
Ourselves to the fullest; that's what we ought to be.
And, this year I will be reading this poem:
You don’t need to wear a cape or have super strength,
You aren’t required to equip a lasso of truth or to command some hammer with a name no one can pronounce,
There’s no need for a lab accident or explosion, and
You’re not expected to be hiding away on an iceberg somewhere...
Hard as it may be, you pick yourself up each day;
You get out of bed, go about your routine and no matter how much energy it takes:
There’s a never-wavering-fighting spirit and within all of that effort…
There’s a realization that having made the choice to go on was tough but, you did it.
Day to day, you are fighting the good fight.
That’s a hero if I ever did see one.
I have chose to share both of these because I know how tough depression/anxiety and fighting those urges to hurt ourselves are; if anyone needs them, please read those poems and use them to move past the pain (no matter how long that takes). If it feels like no one else is there for you right now, please know that I am <3