I had a similar thing. I kept all of my old journals in a box under my bed. They documented my life throughout my hospitalisations, suicide attempt, self harming etc. Every now and then I'd read some and it was hugely sad and hopeless. I decided by keeping them I was holding onto my past, so I shredded them all up and threw it away. Since then I've felt a lot more free and have been able to move on with my recovery.
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