It started in middle school. I don’t know exactly what
brought it on. I just know I felt alone and isolated from everyone. I thought
no one cared or loved me. I didn't think I was important to anyone. I tried for
a long time to just block out the pain, fake a smile and move on, but it didn't
work. I just got worse and worse.
Eventually, I thought it was getting to be too much. I
started cutting myself, just to alleviate the emotional pain. I would feel
better for a while, and then fall back. It became a cycle; cut, feel better for
a little while, crash harder than before and cut again. It never seemed to end.
It had literally become a form of addiction.
At one point, I just wanted to quit. I slit my wrists. That’s when I realized I had let things go too far. In no
circumstances was suicide okay. That’s when I went to my mother about it.
She cried when she found out the truth. I had been covering
it by lying about where the cuts were coming from. It was always; the cat did
it, or I broke a glass and cut myself cleaning it up or that I just didn’t
know. She had believed me, even though at times she had been concerned by it.
I also went to my small group and confessed it there. My
pastor’s wife was in the group and she, along with the rest of the girls prayed
for me, and I realized how far I had drifted from them, and from God. I knew
that I did have reason to live, and that there were people who loved me. I just
hadn’t been able to see it because I have been the one who walked away.
I also realized that God had been there with me through it
all. I had pushed Him away, stopped praying and reading. I had rejected Him.
But He never rejected me. He saved my life when I tried to end it, and gave me
the courage to step up and talk about what was going on.
Since them, I still struggle with the depression and the
cutting, but thanks to God, I haven’t cut in close to two years now. He freed
me from a world that, by all rights, should have taken my life. I found my worth in Him then, and knew that no one could take that away from me.
If anyone is struggling with similar problems, I want to say, you are worth so much more. If you are a believer in Christ, that's where your worth comes from. Not in people or money; it's in Christ. If you aren't a believer, He still loves you and is seeking you. He wants you, and if you come to know Him, He is the only one you need.
Life can always get better, even if you don't think it will. I'm living proof of that, thanks to God. Trust that He knows that He has in store for you, and that it is what is best.
"'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord. 'Plans to prosper, and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future.'" -Jeremiah 29:11
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