i had a huge urge to cut yesterday i had the blade twirling between my fingers. how comforting, knowing i had the ability to just break my skin and see the blood ive been missing for three weeks. but i stopped myself, with some encouragement i stopped myself. i opened up my sketchbook and did this instead. it wasnt as satisfying as drawing blood from my thighs, but it was a safer way to cope. i stayed away from the cutting, the alcohol, the benzos. although i did hit a wall a couple times, but you know, baby steps, baby fucking steps.
it literally brings tears to my eyes receiving messages from people saying ive inspired them or have given them the strength to stay clean/try to better themselves and idk fuck it just makes me so fucking proud and happy that ive been able to make a difference in some people’s lives. that by sharing my own struggles/successes and stories through this blog people have been able to relate and try to do something for themselves. baby steps. im so fucking proud of all of you. everyone. we’re all in this together. no one has to be alone.#personal
Doing the baby steps like klitsune. She has inspired me to take baby steps and stop the bleeding. Thanks Ana. #babysteps
♡♡♡♡ Im here for your babe okay? Dont ever forget that. We’ll walk these baby steps together, I’m so proud of you for taking the first one. If you ever need anyone to talk to, know I’m here okay. Stay strong girl, I believe in you.