I am not justifying it as a good thing to do whatsoever, it is an unhealthy coping strategy that needs to be talked about and treated to find alternative ways of managing difficult feelings that are not so damaging. Still, you can't find an alternative until you know what purpose self-harm serves in general or for you personally, so here goes...
Due to my OCD, a lot of things, if not everything in my life, is a certain way. The structure of every day is exactly the same and my routines and rituals could not be more rigid if they tried. Everything I do each day is exactly the same as I did it the day before but that is not in any sense because that is the way in which I like them.
I believe now is the time to stop whooping about awareness and take some real actions. Pride in disability identity might be a step, or innovatively defending disability rights another. We the disabled community would love to see everyone with the spirit and audacity to accost and confront the weary awareness trope and begin taking substantive steps.
Raising awareness of mental health causes is something that has always been really important to me. I strongly believe that improving people's understanding of mental health difficulties and normalising discussions about these issues can have a positive impact on reducing the associated stigma enabling people to be more open about their own struggles. I was really impressed by a recent awareness campaign held for SAMH in Scotland.
At the moment I go to College. I'm studying Media & Photography to gain qualifications. My social awareness has improved, I've got a bundle of friends at College. To help with my social awareness I have a Learner Support Assistant which eases the added pressure and stress that occurs in my days of studying.
Some people can't resist the strong taste of coffee in the morning or the tender smell of a Yankee candle in the evening. We all come into contact with hot substances on a daily basis. However, it is estimated that over 121,000 people are seen by burns services and emergency departments each year...
One of my favourite places to go and visit is the local graveyard. We live on a square block, the streets conveniently named North, East, South and West, and the cemetery is on the North side of the square. I have no relatives or friends buried there, in fact, I have no connection to anyone there. But there's something about the ambience, the peace and the love that has gone into that patch of land that permeates the air and is hard to find anywhere else.