
06/01/2025
There are parts of you that survived by staying quiet, agreeable, and small.
Not because you were weak. But because your nervous system believed it was the only way to stay safe.
You learned to read the room before you could even read books.
You learned to anticipate others’ needs while disconnecting from your own.
You learned to confuse being accepted with being loved.
But healing invites you to pause. To return.
To whisper “I’m sorry” to the younger you who was just trying to survive.
To speak to yourself with the same compassion you offer everyone else.
To see that mercy is not just something we give others. It’s something we’re called to give ourselves too and sometimes, mercy looks like no longer abandoning yourself.
You are allowed to grieve the times you didn’t know better.
And you’re allowed to stop apologizing for the woman you are becoming.
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