When you feel stuck in recovery

A few weeks ago I wrote a blog about being a year free from self harm, which is a wonderful achievement, and to the outside world hearing that you would think oh wow she’s fixed, she’s okay now. Which sadly is not the truth, recovery is something that takes continuous work. The past few weeks I have been feeling completely stuck, where I have found even getting out of bed a daunting thing. Where I feel that if I do something horrible might happen and I wont be able to handle it. I’ve gone to work but I could not tell you what I have done during my shifts or who I have spoken to let alone what about. The only horrible thing that has happened is that I still exist, because right now I would prefer not to be, this does not mean that I am suicidal or anything it just means that right now existing hurts.

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A year in the life of self harm freedom


18th February 2017 marks a year since I last self harmed.

As much as I would like to sit here and write that it has been plain sailing and I have never thought about it and it’s been one of the easiest years. But that would be a lie. It’s been hard. Not all the time, sometimes it’s been manageable but the times where it was really hard, somehow outweigh the days and weeks where it was not so hard. Continue reading “A year in the life of self harm freedom”