This post is a day late because I couldn’t decide if I wanted to write it or not.
Yesterday was my two year mark of not self-harming. It was a huge day to me, but a personal one and not something I would naturally make a big deal out of. I shared my excitement with a few select people and continued on with my routine. But all day, there was absolutely nothing you could have said or done to throw off my happiness (or throw off my groove, if you know what I’m referencing).
Sitting in my room, thinking at 11pm, I was completely overwhelmed with how beautiful the day was to me. My two year mark of not self-harming was about so much more than simply not self-harming; it was a testimony to every bit of the beauty and transformation that has taken place in my life since that time.
I am insanely grateful to not be bound by self-harm anymore, and I am not for one second minimizing how difficult breaking that habit was. But for me, walking out of self-harm was less about walking out of self-harm and more about walking into the light.
Breaking the chains of self-harm was the first time I ever truly understood freedom. Walking out the process changed everything and opened the door for the Lord’s healing and transformation in so many other areas of my life.
I am better for having been brought to that place.
“Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever.” -Psalm 107:1
Two years of not self-harming is a milestone, but more than that, it is the clear mark of what the Lord has done and is continuing to do in my life.
Lord, You are so good.