These are just words on a picture. The magic comes when you believe them. I started fights so that i

These are just words on a picture. The magic comes when you believe them. I started fights so that i would have an excuse for the bruises i inflicted on myself. I once slashed every tire in my apartment complex when I was 12 so that I would not have to deal with six female teachers with authority over me that reminded me of my abuser. 7 years later I lost enough weight to healthily fit into my middle school hoodie, I have friends who make me laugh on a daily bases, I am loved, I am wanted, I am a survivor, I am alive. What will you become?