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To Heal Is To Empower
My mind has been like a cloud, floating in the atmosphere and unwilling to come to the center. Instead of facing the problems head first, I tumbled off my axis and uncentered myself.
If I don’t feel the pain, the sadness, the hurt; then it’s not real. If I don’t acknowledge my past, then hopefully one day it’ll float away into nothingness.
How dearly wrong I was.
I hit rock bottom and stayed there for months, unknowing of the damage I was doing to myself. There was an invisible barrier that only grew smaller as the days ticked by like an old clock. With each tick, the internal warfare grew until one day, I exploded.
Rock Bottom and I became best friends, snuggled together by the campfire and ignoring the outside world. But could I keep living like this when my inner self was drowning?
I couldn’t, so I decided to change.
I woke up one morning and realized that to grow, I needed to become a higher and healed version of myself. If my life was to be mine, then I needed to take control.
That included my mental health.
