TWLOHA

I was just waiting for the perfect thing to blog about today!

I had completely forgotten what special day it was today. Fortunately, thanks to my amazing friends on Twitter, I found out.

Happy 'To Write Love on Her Arms' day, everyone.

TWLOHA is an organization founded back in 2006 special to help those who self-harm, who are suicidal, suffer from depression, or suffer from addiction. TWLOHA encourages people to speak out if they need help, and to not be afraid to do so. Many music groups have also chosen to promote the organization by wearing TWLOHA merchandise - people such as Hayley Williams from Paramore, Brendon Urie and Ryan Ross from Panic at the Disco, or Amy Lee from Evanescence. You can buy your own t-shirts or merchandise from the TWLOHA website. A picture of my shirt is shown above.

Go write 'love' on your arms today, people!

Guilty as charged - I used to self-harm. I recently stopped, however, after watching this video that made me so emotional that I just HAD to stop.

Can you guess what that video was about?

My Chemical Romance. Yep, you guessed right.

I actually watched it a really long time ago, but it didn't impact me as much as it did now. My internet was being an asshole, so at the end it kept pausing and such. When it got to the part where Gerard said, "You are not a cult, but an army, and nothing is worth hurting yourself over!" in that beautiful, majestic voice of his, it paused itself, and I suddenly blubbered up and started crying. I don't know why it happened to me then - I had heard Gerard say stuff about not self-harming before. But for some reason it just impacted me this time somehow.

Impact me how? Well, impacted me enough that I opened my drawer, found that little box my dad bought me from Egypt or somewhere, and dumped out every single object I would use to self harm. Then, I wrapped them in tissues, and went to the bathroom to throw them away.

I don't know how long I stood there, with those sharp objects in my hand and my arm dangling over a trash can, but I swear. It was hard. It was hard to throw away something you've been addicted to for the past year and a half. But when I did? When I heard that soft thunk as those objects hit the bottom of the trash can? I felt considerably lighter. Like a huge burden had been lifted off my shoulders.

It was a wonderful feeling. Much better than cutting itself.

I think this was an appropriate thing to share on TWLOHA day.

Happy TWLOHA day, everybody. Remember to always love yourself.

xoxo
Deedee.