Healing is “That nearly destroyed me, but I can’t change it, and I’ll be stronger because of it even if it doesn’t feel like it right now.”
We sacrifice ourselves so they won’t feel pain, but in doing so we collect hurt that isn’t ours to carry.
What if I told you ‘ready’ was an illusion, and there is never a perfect time to do something bold, new, or uncertain.
This may be an oversimplification of a whole bunch of complex ideas, but I really do believe it’s better to upset people by being real rather than upsetting them by being fake.
I don’t want someone whose baggage goes with mine. I just want someone who can identify and carry their own.
I want a president who is good at love, and isn’t scared to show the world some.
Fact: It’s okay to feel however the hell you need to feel.
But, in the space between ‘what if’ and ‘what is’ there lies a ‘maybe’ a ‘just might’ and a ‘what could be’. There lies possibility, and that’s where the leap lives. That’s where chance hatches – in the risk, a hunch of intuition leading to decision, a spark of opportunity to be brave in the face of change.
Healing means owning the pain without pushing it away.
You survived. You made it through.