By Lexi Griffin
August 30, 2013
If you would have asked me last year, "Do you think you are going to make it to fifteen?" I would have said, "No!"
The past four years have been really hard for me, but I think last year was the hardest. I went into a deep dark depression. I looked at myself and was disgusted by what I saw. I had been struggling with anorexia and bulimia. I thought I had to be what the world sees as beautiful skinny. But I know that's a lie now. I was cutting myself to deal with the pain. On the outside I looked happy, but on the inside I felt like I was dying. Thoughts of suicide started to flood my mind. All I could hear was, "Kill yourself; no one will miss you. You're not worth anything."
My relationship with God was not that great. I was not that close with Him at the time. But He had not forgotten about me. I told some friends what was going on, and they were really supportive and wanted to help me. There came a point when I got so bad that they said, "That's it, you have to tell your mom and dad."
When I told them, my mom was not happy at all, and then she was so sad for me. She does not like to see me sad or hurting. She hates it, and she hates it even more when she can't do anything to help me. But I did get help. I talked to Mrs. Sabrina. She helped me so much, and I can't tell you the amazing feeling I felt when God pulled me out of that darkness to be set free in Him. It's an amazing feeling!
An awesome friend of mine showed me a verse - Psalm 147:3. It says that He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. She told me, "Look, Lexi, that's your verse!" And that verse is the truth. He has healed me!