I’m Still Fighting, But I’m Not Alone Anymore

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I used to be a really joyful girl, full of passion, energy, and excitement for life. I danced in theatre, loved the little things, and couldn’t wait to grow up and become a teenager.

But everything started to shift after my 13th birthday. Small insecurities began creeping in. At first, they just made me feel a little uncomfortable. I was still happy, but I noticed my confidence slowly slipping away.

By the time I turned 14, things got harder. I began overthinking constantly. My mind would tell me I wasn’t good enough, that I was worthless and no one really needed me. That’s when I started harming myself. I told myself it would just be once… but it became a cycle I couldn’t break. I hid it for a whole year.

After my 15th birthday, things got heavier. I started having anxiety attacks. I would look in the mirror and feel like crying. I didn’t recognise myself anymore.

Eventually, I made the decision to reach out,

even though I was terrified. And it helped. Slowly but surely, things started to change.

I’m still fighting. But now, I’m not doing it alone. And that’s made all the difference.