I made it here, to this place where I am now sitting and looking at my life. I have survived sexual abuse, I have survived an eating disorder, I have survived self-injury, I have survived despite all of the desire not to do so. I am still here, trying in some way to live this life to the best of my ability. Being a survivor is not something that you ever stop being, as long as you continue to live you continue to survive. The survivor in me refuses to fail.
Looks can be deceptive.
Many times I look good, but I feel awful. Don't tell me that you know how I feel. No-one knows how anyone else feels. 2 people with the same disease might feel totally different. We all have varying thresholds of pain, and pain cannot be measured.