It gets me so mad when someone takes suicide or self harming as a kind of joke, I don't get it, what's the punch line? When did someone's life become so funny? I hate it when someone sees a victim of self harming and the first thing they say is "why would you do that to yourself? what does that prove? how does it help you?" instead of looking a little further and seeing past the scars. Self harm isn't something people do for fun, infact as confusing and unanswerable as it sounds it's something people find comfort in. It's not for the attention or a way to get sympathy from people it's for personal relief. People don't realize that what they say can really affect someone, and eventually that person learns to hate themselves, they have their mind set on the fact that everything is their fault and that they deserve to be angered on, they deserve to be a victim of pain and punishment. Self harming is used as a way to let out anger and relief and the pain is used as a distraction to escape from every haunting thought and word that drives us insane. No one knows what's going through a person's mind or life enough to judge them so critically. Self harm is a way to take out anger on your self and to keep the people who drove you to this state satisfied. In every persons life they hit a pothole, to some people that pothole is 50ft deep and they can't find a way out, while they're stuck at the bottom of that hole it feels like the weight of the world caves in and buries them inside, they feel like they can't fight their way out or escape it, so they just let themselves die; meaning every thought, every action, every word becomes to much to bare and then you find yourself at your lowest, giving up on yourself and life in general. When it comes to the scars, people keep them hidden; whether it's under clothes or bracelets, they get ashamed because they don't want to think of themselves as weak; nobody wants to be known as weak; once those scars are exposed everyone knows the secrets you've been hiding, there's no excuse now. But why do these scars have to be known as a bad thing? why do they have to be kept so secretive? I'd like to think of them as battle scars.. a battle either between you and yourself, or you and the world. After you've pushed through the fight that seemed never ending, you walked out stronger and wiser and these scars are a perfect example to remind you that you won this fight, you were strong enough to escape that pothole and survive yourself and society, it keeps you from ever letting yourself get to that point of life or death ever again.
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