Yep, it’s true. I‘m recovered. A year recovered, actually. And I’m happier than ever. I know it seems like your only choice right now, but it’s not. I know what those nights feel like, where your all alone, with you own thoughts. It’s hard. But recovery IS possible. And I’m proof.
I would by lying if I told you recovery was easy. and I dont want to lie to you. I... still think about it Doing it. a lot. But recovery is stopping yourself, knowing it’s wrong.
what helped me, was Thinking of all the people that need you. My best friend helped me through my recovery, without even knowing. There was so many late nights where her “good night” text stopped me from Harming myself. I live for her, every day.
but you might not have someone like that. You might feel that you have no one at all. But... you do have someone. Or something. What about your cat, or dog, or pet... who would feed Them when your gone? And your plant, who would water him? and that lady across the street, who would smile at her? They need you.