As I was
f a l l I n g a p a r t, I came together To the person I had to become.
Everyone is full of opinions about
What I should do, Where I should go, Who I should be, And who should I talk to; When they can't even look inside their own bags to clean their dirt.
It's difficult to remind yourself,
That you are not just a perception of what others make you, But that you are more than that. You are your laugh, And all those times when you couldn't get up, But found the strength within yourself to make it through. Don't let others be the only source of reflection.
I often spend hours at night reflecting or having memories of past abuse and trauma. I am the type to see the level of pain in my abusers than evil. It makes me sad and often...
Has made me look crazy for giving them forgiveness and empathy from a lot of people. No one is born evil, be it an illness, pain, or even trauma themselves... I at least try to see some reality in it all. I don't know, that's just me.
I forgave the ones who hurt me,
yet the pain was still too real. It wasn’t until I forgave myself, that the inner wounds began to heal.
There is a movie out called “The Shack”. It puts life in perspective. The delivery of the message is easier to handle the way they name some of the characters.
Some woundes can’t be healed with love.
Especially those which were made by the hands of anger.
There are many who don't wish to sleep for the fear of nightmares.
Sadly, there are many who don't wish to wake for the same fear.