I want to let go, but I can't. Not yet, not ever.

[1_21Guns]

Theres a drawer in my room.
A drawer which has old scrawbles from months ago.
The months when my depression became so low I was suicidal.
The months where cutting was a daily occurance.
I really should throw them out, and I know it.
But I can't.
Photo's of the past, the past I let down, the past I threw away.
I don't want to let them go, but it would be for my own good.
Randomly pointless post, but yeah :/

[BuryYourFlame]

Natalie, posting this on here, I understand might help, but it is not enough. Part of recovery is making the choice to move past the things that bring us down, and get rid of things that will only hinder us. Only by actively making those extremely hard choices can we properly start to recover.

You have that strength, don't doubt that. Please use it...