I didn’t realize how often I was making forlorn attempts to heal, love, and grow. They were hopeless attempts, highly unlikely to succeed because they weren’t backed with truth. I was trying on band aids of all kinds hoping for the right stitch. But then I realized, I have to heal from within. I realized that I not only needed to, but wanted to allow my feelings to arise. I wanted to explore the abandonment, pain, and shame I locked away while growing up. I wanted to reach out in order make real and intimate connections with other people. I am done wearing a mask – I am going to heal. Heal through meditation, yoga and exercise, relationships, self-compassion, self-reflection, and self-love. Through positive energy, journaling, therapy, and books. Through love.
Because I am, always have been, and always will be love.