*Trigger warning: self-harm, trauma*
The other night I almost had another blip.
Some old trauma resurfaced and the urge to self-harm was intense. Really intense. I had to fight it with everything that I had in me, but I did it, and I won.
It wasn’t easy. Far from it. And as such, I’m celebrating this as a victory. A victory over those dark parts of my mind.
I think it’s important for me to recognise this as a win because I’m very quick to count up my supposed failures, or times when the urge to self-harm has overtaken me. But this time, I was the winner, and I worked damn hard for this victory, so I’m going to celebrate it.
It’s another short one today because it’s 4am and my brain is a bit mushy. Thanks for joining me in my celebration.