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Seclusion Is A Fighter's Worse Enemy!

Hey Fighters!

At the very moment that I am writing this it is 3:00am. I was laying on my bed trying to sleep--- okay more like binge watching You tube. That’s when the idea of SECLUSION creeped into my head.

As fighters of mental health, we lock ourselves inside our house or bedroom and avoid/say no to every invitation we get from friends or family. We are so overwhelmed and drained by the painful thoughts that run through our head as it overtakes our body.

I am mentioning this because that used to be me and I am sure it is happening to a lot of you.

The worst thing you can do during this journey is seclude yourself. You are giving your mind and body permission to sink into this deep pit of depression, discouragement, unworthiness, and fear. DON’T GIVE YOUR MIND AND BODY THAT CHANCE. Instead feed yourself the company of friends that lift up your spirits. I am not saying to go to a party with your whole senior class… but let’s take baby steps.

Who is that one person that pops in you…

The #1 Step to Remeber When Dealing With Depression & Self Harm

I remember a special friend of mine called me up at about 11:00pm sobbing to me about how overwhelmed she was. She was going through it all, depression, anxiety, self harm urges, and muscle pain. As she was expressing herself to me, my heart broke and all I wanted to do was give her a hug. I knew exactly what she was going through because I have been through it all myself. At a very young age I had terrible self-esteem issues, basically it was 5th grade all the way till my freshmen year of college. I had to go through the nightmares of self- harming, suicidal thoughts, and Depression.
My freshmen year of college.. Christian Club Retreat!
It wasn’t until my freshmen year of college, at a Christian club retreat where I finally was able to talk to someone who understood me. She was a person that had also been through the exact pain I had been going through. So there we were, in our bedroom on the floor, as I was sobbing in her shoulders explaining how I just could not get over my urge to …