May 2019
Talking wounds leaves me forever at the mercy of my pain.
‘But I am precious.’ says Pain.
‘Only I truly understand you.’
‘What would you do without me?’
Know myself for who I am and not for the label you would have me wear.
‘But I am precious.’ says Pain.
‘Only I truly understand you.’
‘What would you do without me?’
Know myself for who I am and not for the label you would have me wear.
‘We are addicted to the power of the wound.’
- Caroline Myss
- Caroline Myss
