4 years Self-Harm Free!

Trigger warning: SH

Today, January 25th, I celebrate four years free from self-harm. This is something I once never thought I would be able to say. For me, this isn’t just a date — it’s a victory, a reminder of how far I’ve come, and proof that healing is possible. 🤍

I began hurting myself at sixteen years old, during one of the darkest seasons of my life. For years, I carried pain that felt too heavy to hold. Depression took over and slowly stole pieces of who I was. I felt lost, numb, and completely overwhelmed. I couldn’t see a way forward, and self-harm became the way I tried to cope with everything going on inside of me.

There were days when simply getting out of bed felt impossible. Life felt hopeless, and I lost the desire to keep living. I was exhausted from fighting my thoughts and emotions every single day. Yet somehow, even in the middle of the darkness, there was always a small spark inside me that kept whispering, “Keep going.” Even when I didn’t understand why, I kept choosing to survive.

Healing wasn’t quick or easy. It took time, effort, setbacks, tears, and a lot of patience. Some days were stronger than others, but slowly I began learning healthier ways to cope and learning that my pain didn’t define me. With each year that passed, I grew stronger than I ever thought possible. Looking back now, I’m incredibly proud of myself for not giving up — even when it felt like giving up was the only option.

And through it all, God was there.

Even when I felt too broken to pray or too tired to believe, He never left me. In my weakest moments, when I couldn’t see any light, He was still walking beside me, carrying me through the pain. Step by step, He helped heal my heart and restore what was lost. When I felt like I had no strength left, He became my strength.

It wasn’t easy, but God was faithful.

Today, I stand here free by His grace. I never imagined I could make it this far, yet here I am — living proof of His mercy and love. He saved my life when I didn’t think it was worth saving. He lifted me out of the pit I felt trapped in and placed my feet on solid ground again, renewing my heart and giving me hope.

I’m holding onto Him because He never let go of me.

What the enemy meant for harm, God turned into something beautiful. This journey has been painful, but through it all, God has brought healing, growth, and purpose. I’m so thankful for His goodness and for every step that led me here today.

Praise the Lord for His faithfulness — then, now, and always.

If you are struggling right now, I want you to know this: you are not alone, and you are not weak for what you’re facing. The pain you feel is real, but it is not the end of your story. Healing takes time, and it may not happen overnight, but it is possible. I am living proof of that.

There were moments when I thought I would never make it out of the darkness — yet here I am, four years free and still growing stronger every day. Even when it feels impossible, keep choosing to take one more step forward. Reach out for help, talk to someone you trust, and don’t give up on yourself.

And most importantly, know that God sees you, loves you, and is walking with you through every moment. Even when you can’t feel Him, He is there, holding you close and guiding you toward healing and hope.

Your life is so valuable. Your story isn’t over. Better days are coming — and one day, you’ll look back and realize how strong you truly were for making it through.

Keep fighting. There is hope. 💙