Sorry about my fat legs, I just wanted to show everyone this.
Even though I barely cut anymore, I relapse sometimes. But a month ago, I was at my lowest. I would cut every day, maybe even twice. I couldn’t get through a day without harming myself. When my friends saw my thighs, they almost cried. Now, a month later, I cut maybe twice a week, sometimes even once. It just goes to show that there’s hope for everyone. I don’t think my thighs will ever be the same again, I’ll always have permanent scars, but that will just remind me that I survived. Depression is slowly killing me but that doesn’t mean I can rip my skin open, there are other ways to deal.
I want all my beautiful and lovely followers, or just ANYONE on Tumblr or in the world to know that theres hope, you’re better than this, don’t let something as stupid as cutting take control of your life. You’re all perfect x