The memories that bought guilt and shame snuck up on me, so I sat quietly and let the memories vividly play through. I felt like I needed to make myself feel it because those were the suppressed memories that I ran away from. Like I needed to accept it and feel it in order to finally let it go. As hard as it was, it came and went.
It was a strange moment, but it was a reminder of how I was and how far I came.
scary stuff but we can get through it ~ we want it.
you’re strong🫶🏻