My conscience is tender towards the sky — towards infinity. And the sea; I’m burnt like grilled bone but the softness of the waves penetrates my entire being.
It’s not easy to leave one self and embrace another. Your freedoms will scar you. Maybe even kill you. Or one of your yous. Its okay though. There are more.
I see my own worthlessness and failure so clearly; and lie gazing into the depths of the misery of human life; and then one gets up and everything begins again and it’s all covered up […]
Quote from letter to Vita Sackville-West (August 15, 1929) (Congenial Spirits: The Selected Letters Of Virginia Woolf) by Virginia Woolf in Popular Culture - Quote published by Gabrielle 6 months ago ()
You are well within your rights to stand up, interrupt everyone around you and say “This is not who I am. This is not what I want. I’m sorry, but you’ve mistaken me for somebody else.”
My name is Gabrielle and I am twenty-eight years old. I began to self-injure at age fifteen -- so nearly thirteen years minus a two year period. This website is one about self-injury (self-harm), made to let self-injurers know that they are not alone and to help their friends and family learn more about self-injury and how it affects their loved one.
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