You Matter

You are here for a purpose.

You matter

There is so much more to you than what lies on the surface.

You matter

Those words cut deep like a dagger to your heart.

You matter

Flooding your mind, drowning you as you fall apart.

You matter

Your eyes are ice as you stare into space.

You matter

Negative thoughts crippling like mace.

You matter

Pain is the only emotion that burns real.

You matter

Engraving your flesh is what allows you to feel.

You matter

Lashing out in anger, feeling hopeless inside.

You matter

When you heard, “I love you”, thinking they lied.

You matter

The current situation is suffocating quicksand.

You matter

Paralyzing your body as you try to grasp dry land.

You matter

Break these chains that have you trapped in this prison.

You matter

Let your talents emerge, the new you has risen.

You matter

Your life is worth more than you know.

You matter

Your family and friends are here to help you grow.

You matter

A tiny glimmer of light can pierce this darkness.

You matter

Release this awesome power you harness.

You matter

Seek help, speak out, yell from the mountain top.

You matter

Your journey has just begun, it is Not time to stop!

You matter

You matter. Whether you realize it or not, you have changed someone’s life. As humans, we are immensely diverse and have different influences. So, it is impossible that you have not touched someone—changed their life for the better. Someone out there is thankful for you and that is magical.

Every person on this earth has a demon they are fighting. To struggle is a part of life, but it is rare that life instantly rights itself and the struggle disappears. It is more often the simplest events that aid us all in continuing the fight. Therefore, simple acts of kindness count most.

There is something good inside of you. In your own way, you are attractive, smart, and enchanting. You have such great light. This is a light that has developed due to each and everyone who has crossed your path. It is also a light composed of your talents. Finally, it is a light that should shine. This is accomplished by kindness. We are all born with the innate ability to put a smile on the face of another—activate it. Be kind to others and you will receive kindness in return. Become a reflection of the world you wish to see and you’ll be amazed of your contagion. In this awareness and change in yourself, you just may change the world around you (one act at a time).

You matter. What you do matters. Pass it on. 

First, let me start by saying if you are struggling with mental health, talk to someone. Friends, family, co-workers. I wish I had that courage when I first struggled. Now, my story. 

I was 17 years old when my self love diminished. Being sexually assaulted changed my last years of high school and college. I will not go into details of what happened to me, but I will say I thought the world was against me. Law enforcement was not supportive, my parents wanted to ship me away to my grandparents, and my high school peers thought I made the whole thing up. I feel into deep depression. I locked myself in my room, did not eat, cried 24/7, through family pictures against the wall, took part in self harm. I hated myself. Why? I guess looking back, it was because I blamed myself and confused help from others as being unheard. 

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Remain positive and strong, realizing that you are valuable. Surround yourself with self love and positive vibes.

I am currently 7 weeks pregant and bipolar. I am a mother of 1 daughter and a wife to my husband who we have been together for 7 years. I am a  POC and identified as queer. I am also a survivor of domestic violence, child abuse and self harm. I am currently a photographer who uses this as a platform to Express my humanitarian efforts with self love, mental health and civil rights. I want to be a self advocator of mental health for not only myself but for my loves ones and for my community.  I am currently working a photography project that will highlight the ups and downs of being pregant and dealing with a mental illness. I want to show others that we are human beings and have wishes and needs just like everyone else but our brains are wired differently. I plan to become a photography teacher to teach 6th grade through 12th grade and also be one of the main pioneers to make it a priority in fashion and beauty advertisements to eliminate photoshop and to have an inclusive clientele as models that reflect the real world. 

Hi! When I was in 8th grade after moving I realized one day I continued to pull my hair out. One week later I was in therapy and was diagnosed with Trichotillomania. For the past 4 years now I have stuggled with self esteem, self love and care, anxiety and depression and occasionally suicidal thoughts. I have been in and out of 3 different therapists and 2 types of medication. I used to consider my hair the only redeeming quality about myself. I didn’t think I was too pretty but I had thick hair that could hold a curl, but after trich there were bald patched springing up left and right. It sucks to be in high school with half of my hair bald. Almost on a daily basis someone asks me “did you shave your head?” or the straight up “you know you’re bald right?”. However, despite hating my hair I’ve learned to embrace it. I used to do cheer and have my hair up in a ponytail, and after a while I just stopped caring that everyone could see my bald spots. It’s not easy and there are highs and lows everyday, whether its relapses or self hatred. I wouldn’t wish this disorder upon everyone, but it has made me a stonger, more confident person, and although I’m not perfect, I’m learning to love myself just the way I am, and I hope that through my story I can help others going through similar things so everyone knows that they truly are not and never will be alone.

My story is one you hear so many times and one I’m sure you are familiar with . It is about the birth of a baby girl whose life was to be created by a very abusive father and a mother who lay dying at  the age of 9 and died at the age of twelve. A young child who fought to survive in the only life she new, even as dark as it was. Her inner child soul was completely broken.

As this child began to grow her thoughts were not happy healthy thoughts, they were thoughts of despair confusion self hatred suicidal, Always asking God why, why me . I had not ask to be born into this world of abuse ,hate and anger,   ;Through many years on this  self defeating journey, I struggled  just to survive.   I did not like myself let alone love myself. I hated life people, after all every one that i loved  had hurt me so deeply, why would i ever want to love again.

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Be proud of who you are. Stop the stigma. Love who you are and others will also love you.