What is the Significance Of Courage and Hope?
This is the question we are going to attempt to answer throughout our course together and this is the place we are going to do it! This project is going to require you to be open, and to be honest. Here you can get to know the sound of your own voice and to share that voice with others and maybe...just maybe we can learn a little more about each other and this thing called LIFE!
Saturday, 24 October 2015
Who I Am
There
was one point in my life where I was very depressed and scared. I felt like I
was a monster. I became this monster when I would think about how I truly felt
about myself and how I thought people saw me. The only way I felt like I could
escape this monster that had been growing inside of me was to cut myself. I
would cut myself with anything whether it be a razor blade, glass, scissors, or
a utility knife. With every cut I put on my body, the more “human” I felt. I
could release my pain by dragging a piece of metal a cross my once untouched
skin. The thing was I only did this in areas I though no one would be able to
see. Soon my legs started to look like a battle ground. I slowly started to use
this as a way to feel normal. By cutting I had control over something, but I
started to realise that my mind had control over me in a way no one could ever
truly understand.
Every day I would put on a smile as if it were a piece of
clothing. Soon my thoughts became more negative; I started to think that I wanted
to kill myself. Cutting no longer had that satisfying release it had on me
anymore. So, one day in the summer of 2014 I took a bottle of T3’s into my
bathroom. I was ready to end it all, to take myself from this earth I called
hell. Sitting on the side of my bath tub I was ready to say goodbye to my
family and end my life, but then all of a sudden I started to breakdown in tears, I
had heard a little voice in my head that said “hold on I have a plan for you,
it not over yet”. I knew that it was God’s voice speaking to me. I knelt down
on my knees and I started to pray to God to change my life. I had always
believed in God, but I had never truly felt him. I believe I was given a second
chance, to have a new life on this earth.
Now I am 10 months clean from
cutting. I have changed my life. Yes, I still get thoughts in my head but I know
I can’t let them control me. I want to use my life as a way to help people who
might be struggling in their own lives. When I’m done high school I want to go
to college to be a psychologist. I plan to help people who don’t have a voice
of their own. By sharing my stories I can inspire other people to change their lives
and find new way to deal with their pain and suffering.
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