God is the only antidote to the feelings which lead to the urge to harm one’s self. Only He can heal the pains causing harm, the effects afterwards, and stitch up all the empty spaces between. Guilt and shame are not allowed in His presence, neither are they necessary.
For a self-harmer, the road to recovery may have its bumps, but victory is always waiting. The past is real. The scars that may have been left in the past are real. “I ask you right here to please agree with me that a scar is never ugly. That is what the scar makers want us to think. But you and I, we must make an agreement to defy them. We must see all scars as beauty, okay? This will be our secret. Because take it from me, a scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.
Sad words are just another beauty. A sad story means, this story teller is alive. The next thing you know, something fine will happen to her or something marvelous, and then she will turn around and smile.