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Just a girl from NJ trying to figure out and blog about her life.

I really like my life right now, I have friends around me all the time. I’ve started painting more. I’ve been working out a lot. I’ve started to really take pride in being strong. I love the album I made. I love that I moved to New York. So in terms of being happy, I’ve never been closer to that.

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You work so hard, just to end up at home crying yourself to sleep; remember you’re trying, you are moving mountains that have plagued you since you were young, and you’re trying so hard.

Keep fighting, fight until you have won. Fight until you have found your way home, until the sun comes back and your heart learns to love the mornings again.

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Some favorite #HeyUSA Grace faces. Full episodes October 15th!

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I taught Olivia how to take selfies with her tiny paw and she’s getting super good at it.

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Have a nice weekend, Tumblr. 

Demi Lovato at the 2014 MTV Video Music Awards Red Carpet

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Tobias Eaton, more like Tobias eat me I mean damn look at you.



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Philadelphia / September 8, 2014

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I know what it’s like to feel like the world and the people in it would be better off without you, to believe that no one would care if you died. I know what it’s like to feel like you aren’t good enough, that you will never be good enough no matter how hard you try. I know what it’s like to feel like a disappoint to your friends and family, a stranger in your own home. I know what it’s like to lose hope, to struggle to wake up in the morning and participate, to believe that you are worthless.

I was thirteen years old when I first self harmed. It was the week of my birthday, right before Christmas. I didn’t know what I was doing that first time. I remember needing a release, a way to cope with my feelings, a way to feel in control. I was sixteen years old when I tried to kill myself. I was at a terribly dark and low period in my life. I had lost all hope that things would get better. The panic attacks were getting more and more intense and my self harming had become a daily routine. Everything around me was falling apart and the people I thought were my friends/support system vanished. I hated myself and I didn’t want to live anymore. I believed that the only choice I had was to give up, to stop burdening everyone around me, to stop taking up space that someone else could use. 

I wish I could assure you that things will get better. I wish I could tell you that I am better, that I have turned my life around and made this miraculous recovery. But I am still struggling every single day. I am struggling to find my purpose in this world, to find the part that I play. My attempt to end my own life was an unsuccessful one. I don’t think that me going into details of it would benefit anyone so I won’t. There are still days where I feel like this weight on my shoulders is much too heavy, that I will not be able to go on another day. But there are also days where I am so grateful to be alive, to laugh and to breathe and to live. Self harm no longer consumes my life. I do not remember the last time that I hurt myself, slip ups can happen but I am only human. 

Today is World Suicide Prevention Day. For anyone who is struggling, for anyone who feels that they are not good enough, for anyone who is self harming, I want you to know that I understand. I want you to know that your thoughts and your feelings matter, that it is okay to feel and to think the things you do. I have felt them. I have thought them. You are not the only person who is dealing with these things. You are not alone in how you feel. I know how scary everything can be, how scary your head can be, how scary the world can be. Yet at the same time, I know how amazing everything can be, how creative your head can be, and how beautiful the world can be.

To my best friend Kaitlyn: Thank you for everything. Thank you for loving me, for caring about me, for helping me, for letting me cry and snot all over your shirts, for supporting me. I will never be able to put into words how grateful I am for your friendship. You came into my life when I needed someone the most and I am so thankful to have you. You have helped me see that I can be okay again. You have given me a reason to stay. Thank you. Thank you.

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