Self-harm. I admit, I've done it. It is because I always hated myself, I thought I wasn't good enough for anything in this world. I thought that there was nothing special about me. Because that is what some people said and made me feel. They used me, fooled me, played my emotions and thoughts, and underestimated me. Some of them attached a lot of negative labels on my image. I believed every word they said about me... Which was wrong. Every word was a lie. I finally met the people who motivated me and never gave up on me. I never thought that I'd be close to people like them, but I think it is God's will that I am now surrounded with people who will always be there for me when I forget who I am and my worth. They made me realized that I am not made up of the words that hurt me. I am more than what I think. I wanted to end my life, but they stopped me before I could even add another mark. Each cut, burn, and bruise that I gave to myself...
An amateur blogger, and make-up artist. Life is an adventure. And I am exploring it in my own little way. as I walk my journey in life, I will also share a part of it to you.