I made a mess of myself again,
(Regret, shame, regret)
It doesn't help; pain never eases pain,
(Regret, shame, regret)
It takes me ever further away,
(Freak, loser, freak)
I'll deal with my problems another day,
(Freak, loser, freak)
Deny myself the help I need,
(Ugly, worthless, ugly)
Instead on this addiction I will feed,
(Ugly, worthless, ugly)
Until one day it all falls apart,
(Crazy, stupid, crazy)
Family and friends, I'll break their hearts,
(Crazy, stupid, crazy).
[Recent events here have sparked a lot of memories for me. This is not me now - it's written as a reflection on myself as a teenager and how self-harm never solved any of my problems. The only way to get out of that kind of depression is to stop and find help; cutting, drinking, drugs or any other form of self-harm does not make it better. I didn't get help and I had a meltdown. It broke my family's hearts - I had become so good at hiding how I felt that they had no idea of what I was going through. With help, support, time and effort I made a full recovery.
It was hard. I still battle with feelings of worthlessness. But I learned how to cope with my emotions in a safe, productive way. I'd urge anyone who self-harms to find help: most schools and colleges have a counsellor, in the UK any young person can phone childline. For me, just talking to someone who didn't judge me helped immensely.
I'm 27 now and I haven't self-harmed in ten years: I'm living proof that you can get through this dangerous addiction. So please, don't glamourise it, don't act like it's cool and don't jump on the self-harm bandwagon. Thank you.]
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