It told me
you can survive anything
if you're quiet about it.
That healing
looks a lot like pretending-
until it doesn't.
It said
love won't save you
if you keep offering it
as proof
you're worth saving.
And forgiveness?
It's not always holy.
Sometimes it's
just surrender
in a prettier dress.
I asked,
when do I become enough?
The mirror blinked.
And said,
"When you stop asking."
Apr 13, 2025
Apr 13, 2025 at 11:20 PM UTC
It told me
you can survive anything
if you're quiet about it.
That healing
looks a lot like pretending-
until it doesn't.
It said
love won't save you
if you keep offering it
as proof
you're worth saving.
And forgiveness?
It's not always holy.
Sometimes it's
just surrender
in a prettier dress.
I asked,
when do I become enough?
The mirror blinked.
And said,
"When you stop asking."
Refelcts the struggle between surviving and healing, and the way we often seek validation from others before we learn to validate ourselves. It's about realizing that true strength comes from within, and that sometimes, healing starts when we stop searching for answers outside.
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