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Bottom of the well
I believe that at birth, everyone is created equal. I do not like the saying that all people are equal however. Though I do not find their value in their race, gender, religion, age or any other uncontrollable category an individual may be placed in. rather I look at their heart and soul. I see if they are comfortable with themselves and if they are willing to change themselves when they find a flaw. There is so much ugliness in the world, but if you look deep enough there is beauty to be found to. Surround yourself with people who are bettering themselves, and in turn you will become better. Stop surrounding yourself with people who invalidate you and make you feel ashamed to be yourself, because there are people out there who will see your traits as incredible and not an annoyance.
There are people in this world, and I think it is fair to say that I am better than them and I am better off without them. It isn’t someone’s physical appearance that makes them inferior, but the condition of their heart and the energy they radiate. It isn’t hateful to admit you are better off without someone if they are not holding a positive influence in your life. No one should have to feel insecure within themselves. If you have friends that make you feel ashamed of who you are they aren’t really your friends.
If they won’t provide you comfort in your dark days, they don’t deserve to see the light you will one day radiate when you bring yourself out of this abyss, with no help from them, as they sit and watch as you struggle. They will pull you halfway out, just to laugh in your face and cut your rope and watch you stumble and fall twelve more times. They will get bored, turn their backs, and when you finally escape the hole that isolated you so much, they will be nowhere in sight. They saw you, at the bottom of the hole, crying and begging for help. They acted as if the hole wasn’t as deep as you thought, and if you only tried harder you could escape. Little did they know, this wall had no footholds and there was no one to pull you out. It was easier for them to walk away and leave me in the hole than to pull me out and nurse me back to a place where I could be myself.
Then one day, there was a stranger passing by, a stranger kind enough to listen to my cry. She has heard it somewhere before, the cry of loneliness that escaped my lips. This kind stranger, saw me crying at the bottom of this well, living in my own personal purgatory, having escaped from my individual hell. She went and found a rope, tossed it down to me and pulled me out. She hugged me and clothed me in love, like no one ever had before. She showed me I was worthy and I deserved friends. She was my saving grace.
She found me, when id given up hope, when id accepted my fate and that there was no escape. I felt so weak from trying to bring myself out of the hole I was pushed in, when she finally rescued me from purgatory. Every other passerby or friend who heard me cry thought I could escape from this abyss by myself in the end. All I needed was a helping hand, and somewhere safe for my feet to land.
There are two types of people in the world, the kind who will sit and watch as you try to escape any ailment afflicting you and the kind who will offer a hand, even if that just means they are in your presence while you fall apart. I am happy to have some friends who are always there with a helping hand when I need them and I am glad to have accepted that some friendships, were never that. Letting go of that baggage allowed me to hoist myself over the edge of this abyss once I had real friends who would offer a helping hand and guidance. These friends spent extra time with me, even when it may not have been the most convenient thing. These people are your real friends.
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I've never really done anything like this before, discussing how I feel and what I've done to myself, and I'm really having a hard time thinking of what to say. I'm a very emotional person and was always told to hide my feelings, as a kid and now at 20. Six months ago I started self harming to deal with the way I was feeling instead of opening up to people. Lately it has gotten worse and I have been working on finding distractions from that urge. It's not easy and I know I'm not close from being better, but I want to feel happy again. Thank you all for reading and for the future support!
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