The first step to healing

How many times have you asked yourself WHY AM I THE WAY THAT I AM? How many character traits have you shamefully repressed? Or maybe you take it to google, surely there you will find answers on why you’re so much more broken than the rest? 

How many drinks does it take to drown? 

What’s the milligram dose it takes to numb? 

How about the price tag it takes to shop away? 

Or those toxic and one-sided relationships you find yourself bitterly maintaining?

Maybe you turn to work because it seems like the only possible aspect of your life that isn’t completely fucked.

What about the food you use to binge and purge your feelings into full-body misery? 

How do you cause yourself pain or struggle because you can’t stand the way that you are?

I’ve done it all. 

Am I completely finished with the self-torture? Probably not… yet. But I am in complete awareness of it. 

And I believe awareness is the first step to healing.

Are you in awareness yet? 

Can you accept who you are? Or who you used to be? 

Because I believe acceptance is the second step to healing. 

Why am I the way the way that I am? Because I was divinely created in this way. So there is nothing else than to accept it. 

It’s okay to be scared of all the shit you’ve been running from. I know I have been. I’m accepting myself a little bit more each day, and I’d love to walk with you while you begin to accept yourself, too. 

You were divinely created the way that you are. Are you aware of this? Can you accept it?