Hi! I know from personal experience that sometimes you just need somepony to talk to, or vent. Well, I am NOT a licensed councilor, but I believe that my place in the world is to help ponies (and other species ^^). So, If you need a wing to cry on, an ear lended, or just sompony to talk to, I am here! Office hours: 9:00 am (PT) to 3:00 pm, Monday thru Friday. Please PM me if you want to talk, or even request my Skype!
So... hm. I have never really talked about this. I guess this is just such an accepting community, I thought perhaps I would. I have very low self esteem. Painfully low. And depression so bad, that sometimes I don't even want to get out of bed. Sometimes... I don't even want to wake up. Now, there are a million reasons for this. Being bullied, may relationship with my parents, my relatuonship with my on-and-off boyfriend, religious issues, my disorders. The reason I feel so... angry with myself about this is because I always tell people not to let things like that hurt them or hold them back. I am a hypocrite. A few years ago I had a friend with scars on her arm. She showed me the release that comes from cutting. I would use a safety pin and make scratches on my arms. But I never whent further, and eventually quit. Then... three months ago, I was losing it. A downward spiral, no way out. So... I picked up a pretty green knife and sliced open my arms. I was disgusted afterwards, and I only felt worse, but at the time... It felt so good. This was finnaly something I had control over. Finnaly a way for release, something that was all mine. Soon my arms were covered in scars and scabs. People started to notice. I started to lie. Finnaly it was the darkest moment I have ever had. The final precipice. I was losing it. So I called White Bird. A guy talked to me. He told me this wasnt the only option. He told me how I can stop, and many other things. He helped me realize I needed help. So... soon I will be seeing my new therapist. She combines healing with art. And she has a dog too. I am not doing this for pity or attention. I guess I am just saying... there is hope. I want people to know your not alone. There is another path. Hang in there! (btw, this is NOT my art. I don't know who the artist is, but if you do, I will put theur name on it)