Dear self harm,
I am writing to thank you for your help over the past few years. You have helped me through a lot of my problems throughout my life. But I'm not sure if I can go on seeing you.
We met that one night a few years back in my bedroom. It was surprising how we just clicked like that. We're perfect for eachother. Whenever I was angry, you could always calm me down. Whenever I was upset, you'd replace my tears. Whenever I needed you, you were always there. You are my best friend. You are my hero. You are my saviour.
But then our relationship started going badly. I began to start using you. I insisted on you being there even when I didn't need you. I made you come here late at night when I was alone in my room. When I realised you could be there, I abused you and your friendship. I made you do things to me that you didn't want to do to make me feel better about myself. But now I want that to end, as do you.
So this is my last letter to you. I don't think I will ever be able to leave you forever. I don't think that I can erase you from my life. You will always be a huge part of me and something that I will never eradicate from my life. I will call upon you when I sincerely need you. Rather than when I want you just to be there.
So goodbye. Goodbye to the control you give me, goodbye to the shame that you have given me. But thankyou for being there when I needed you. And thankyou for keeping me alive at my most different times.


Yours Sincerely
Andie Jonothan Davies