My name is Ali, and I felt like sharing some of my story, thank you. ^-^
I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety at the age of 10. I have always struggled with myself, self image, and self acceptance. I started self harming at 11, dealing with my situation in a negative manner. It felt like an addiction, but it gave me some sort of control in my chaotic life. My mother jumped from relationship to relationship, finally staying with a woman who abused me, physically, emotionally, verbally, and mentally. I started to starve myself at the age of 12, making anorexia become my best friend. I was bullied in school for acne, the way I handled myself, carried myself. After years of intensive therapy, I kicked anorexia December 12, 2014. I dealt with a brutally abusive boyfriend, whom I gave everything to, fell in love with, and was too scared/blind to want to leave him. After the abuse got worse, I realized that I needed to love and respect myself, and that I didn’t deserve to be hurt. I stopped cutting myself, removed myself from the abusive relationship, the abusive home with my mother, and two years later, here I am, stronger, happier, safer, respecting myself, my situation, and others, engaged to the love of my life. I wanted to share my story to tell you that it does get better. Life is about learning from your mistakes, accepting yourself the way you are, and learning to breathe, live, and love.
I am here for anybody, no matter the situation.