* NOTE: I'm jumping back up here at the top of my comment to apologize for the length and wordiness.....
I just started to answer this thread with a quick response, and then this flowed out........
about 20(ish) years ago I hit rock bottom, or at least what felt like rock bottom to a girl in her mid teens.
I was molested at 5/6 years old by a male family member, and to be honest, I don't think it affected me negatively very much (at that point of time) . In my mind I really didn't know or understand anything about it, just that this person had done something bad to me. I was still so innocent and naive and well, life would go on. HOWEVER, I was dragged into counseling (
AND PLEASE NOTE I AM IN NO WAY SAYING THERE IS ANYTHING WRONG WITH COUNSELING this is just my very open, very personal memories and reflections of a very young child and how MY life was affected. ). Personal counseling and family counseling. And I can remember shrugging things off at that age as no big deal because I was still very innocent and naive, and I didn't do anything wrong, it was someone else who did a bad thing and life would just go on. But a young child having this reasoning wasn't good enough (or maybe just not understood) by all the adults with power in my life (my mom....{dad never really reacted to ANYTHING} teachers and counselors) , so into the counseling week after week I went. This went on FOR YEARS...... well, I think until I was about 8 or 9.
The thing is, I was made to think and feel that there MUST BE SOMETHING wrong with me. I didn't feel that way at all! BUT, I wasn't conforming and fitting into the mold, into the "damaged goods" box that all the adults in my life were trying to squeeze me into. And THAT began chipping away at me (though I didn't realize it then).
It also didn't help that I was bullied and harassed at school as long as I could remember. One of the counseling places we went to for a while was over an hour away, so every week for almost a year, I was being pulled from school 45 minutes early so we could make the afternoon (family) appointments AND once a week coming to school almost an hour late due to (personal) morning appointments. This did not help with the bullying AT ALL. In fact, the "help" I was given was "
oh just let it go" "
sticks and stones blah blah blah" "
you're rubber and they're glue blah blah blah" "just ignore them" and from the religious crowd at church it was things like "
Jesus went through much worse" ( I CAN NOT begin to tell you how detrimental that comment or anything like it is to a child!!!! Or to anyone, really, but especially to a child...... there is NO FRUIT in comments like that.......)
Kids were really mean to me, and missing so much school over this didn't help. It also didn't help that by missing all that school I was beginning to struggle with school. Work was becoming more difficult and I wasn't there to learn it.
NOW, middle school was FINALLY here, and pop my bubble!
It was NOTHING like I ever dreamed or imagined ( thanks tv sitcoms for painting unrealistic pictures......)
I started middle school with no friends, most of the kids were from elementary school and already knew me as the harassed by everyone (or what seemed like everyone), nerdy (before nerds were"cool") outcast. Classes became extremely difficult for me, teachers didn't take extra time to help (you should have paid attention when it was being taught
you know because all teens who don't understand MUST BE goofing off during the lesson, simply needing a few extra explanations before it clicks couldn't possibly be a legit reason- sorry for the sarcasm here, but that's what it was like for me) I wanted to try out for SOMETHING almost anything would do for me, even though I wasn't to into sports at that time, I would've settled for them, or drama club or ANYTHING, but my parents always said "no" .........
One day I came out of my room and decided I was going to do some chores around the house for my mom (without being asked) and got busy. For some reason, it wasn't working out. I really don't recall what it was I was doing or what it was that happened but it wasn't working out, and I felt like it was my fault and it just made me SNAP!!!! I went back into my room and even though it had never been an issue, I had NEVER given ANY thought to self harm, I reacted to the stress by trying to hang myself. GUESS WHAT!? I don't think I have to say this but, it OBVIOUSLY didn't work
the items I had tried to use were in no way anywhere close to being able to support my weight. And when it didn't work, I was at rock bottom. I couldn't do
anything in my life right, not even (attempting) suicide........
My mom thought she heard me call for her and came to my room (I didn't) and when she started to leave I broke down because on top of everything else that was wrong in my life, ( in my twisted, tormented mind) she didn't care that I had just tried killing myself!!!! I was bawling " YOU DON'T LOVE ME!!!! NO ONE LOVES ME!!!" Well now she's showing concern and "yes honey, I do......"
"NO YOU DON'T!!! YOU DON'T EVEN CARE I JUST TRIED TO KILL MYSELF!!!!!"
SHOCK to her, because like I said the items I tried to use were no where near being able to support my weight, in fact they were so small and unnoticeable that that is just what happened, she hadn't even noticed them on the floor (because they fell from the ceiling and were on the floor, the messy, needed to be cleaned up floor). Well, we got help, and shortly after this happened it was the summer trip for my churches youth group, and that was an AWESOME, LIFE CHANGING, trip
(another story, for another thread, for another time).......
fast forward 20ish years to now.......
here I am typing away to complete strangers all around the world, a very raw and personal story......
Wife to one of the most wonderful servants of the Lord I have ever known,
Mama Bear to some pretty awesome little cubs......
Sharing the hope that is in Jesus at a time in history where people really need that hope......
NONE of this would be happening if Satan had been successful in convincing me to end life way back then.......
@Mauricia ,
to answer your question, "is self harm a sin"? The very fact that the question is keeping you from doing so tells me that you, deep down think and feel it is. But more so, it tells me that deep down, you really don't want to do it.
It was well said above,
That's from the Bible, Jesus speaking in John 10:10, BUT it doesn't stop there!!!!
Jesus goes on to say "
I have come that they may have life, and have it in all its fullness. "
There's so many good things He wants to give you!!!
The things you're going through are temporary. I know it doesn't seem that way right now.
But Gods love, and life with Jesus is eternal!!!! (if you acknowledge Jesus, and ask Him into your life- He is a gentleman He'll never force someone to receive Him).
If you ever want to talk about things in more detail privately let me know. I am willing to start a private message with you