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I have the same thing on my forearms and this picture illustrates it well
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Help this is TOO real
tw mentions of gore/sh
i used to have a really bad problem with watching gore as a form of self sabotage.. does watching horror movies count? i havent watched one in a while and im scared itll trigger me
draft poem i wrote the other day about self harn and dealing with urges
TW under the cut: sh (burning)
I need it, I crave the pops of the flesh against the almost frozen heat, the metal kissing my skin as flames send that familiar smell to my face. I hunger for the sting of relief. Each time I pull my hand away from something warm that voice in my head says "stay"
the hardest thing to cope with is that the scars might never fade, i accept them for the most part, because the people i care about love them as a part of me. but sometimes i struggle to understand that ill never feel safe leaving the house in a singlet.
CW - slightly suggestive under the cut
something that really helps is when my girlfriend kisses my scars or runs her fingers along them telling me shes proud of how far ive come or that im beautiful either way. that really really makes me smile and feel better
Hi everyone! My name is Archie and this my intro post!
What will my blog contain?
Recovery tips for @namia, $h, ptsd/c-ptsd, depression and anxiety
Joyful moments, pretty things, achievements of myself and my peers
Poetry, photography and other art I or my loved ones make (mostly about mental health)
My struggles in recovery and how I pushed past them
Love and positivity
DNI : I don't have any dnis really, dont be an asshole or a pedo, over 18 can interact with my posts but please dont dm me anything weird
(tl;dr under the cut)
Every time I open social media im greeted with something horrible. I want to make this account to spread light to the people in the dark like I was for so long. Not everyone is as lucky as me, I have incredible support networks that i will be forever grateful for. I'm going to post recovery tips, joyful moments, my struggles with recovery and how I am overcoming them. I aim to pour my heart and soul into this project as a gift to myself and other people who are still struggling like i once did. I have learned and grown so so much over the past few years and I'm still working on bettering myself but the internet can be a scary place and i want to make it just that tiny bit better.
someone please see i’m struggling and be gentle to me!!! wipe the blood from my skin, hold me, kiss me, comfort me until i feel like something, until i feel like i’m worth existing