By His Wounds Testimony: Kellee

I could go on an on about how I got there, but I didn't even know until a few months ago why those things took me there. I started cutting mid sophomore year of high school. I cut a couple times, then stopped for an entire year because my parents found out and wanted to send me to therapy, not understanding at all that I didn't feel like my dad loved me and thats all i needed. During this year I was constantly drunk, to the point of passing out, i was self medicating, and I would eat till I made myself sick, and then repeat. I spent my days always sick, i didn't want to feel the pain of him not loving me. After about a year of this i began cutting again, the other stuff was getting harder to do without getting caught so I started cutting where no one would see it. I went on with this, still the occassional drinks now and then, but mostly cutting. About 10 months ago (march of my freshman year in college) my dad told me i was the worst daughter. this continued on to be repeated multiple times until about may when he told me he didn't love me, in fact hated me and he wished he could go back to the day the dr said to abort me, because he just hates me that much. Couple weeks later he found out I was cutting and he told me i was worthless, and that my dreams of being a missionary was a waste of my life, and i would never make i because i'm such a screw up. He continued on to say more hurtful things, and still does. I started the By His Wounds course in the beginning of November, the 2nd to be exact, and Nov. 10th was the last day I cut. Today is now Jan. 10th, exactly 2 months and I have spent my day praising God for His grace, that He would still love me and pull me out of it. He found worth in me, and He will bring glory to His name, it doesn't matter what is in my past, God loves me and I can still make a difference for Him.