A poem I came across

Recovery
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A poem I came across.

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Love it

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Fan-f*cking-tastic.

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And that's effing awesome!

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Thank you @jennifer210352 , @teresa199513 , @kelly208793

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Hey Kelly, I just read your bio and just wanted to thank you for sharing. I like your writing. And thank you for making me think. It got me thinking. As you said, and as I hope to learn, if I can work through my true feelings, I can be alive in the present moment and experience a true depth of consciousness; whereas, if my actual feelings are walled behind an emotional facade, then my awareness is divided between the true feelings I hide from and the false feelings I grimly fuel, and life feels dull and growth stalls. When I was younger I knew how to be in the present moment with my real thoughts and feelings. Somewhere in my mind that ability is still there. I can almost remember what it felt like. Being in tune with my self. One step at a time I'm going to get it back.
"The only way out is through", right? Whoever said that, they were right. :metro::candle::pray:t3: Jenni

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@jennifer210352, my goodness, thank you!
What you wrote is so spot on and exactly where I am. It's tough af to walk through these feelings.
Sometimes I have to do it in little spurts, or doses, if that makes sense. I feel what I'm needing to feel and then distract myself for a bit before I get back to it.

It's not easy or fun, but like you said, it sure beats being walled up. THAT sucked.

Hugs and love to you :heart: