Reflections from 29

This may be a bit dramatic but 29 felt like death. It was like the idea of a phoenix bursting into flames before it’s born again. At the time, I had no clue I would rise again.

Healing: The Real Self-Care

The very thing that I thought I’d never recover from, is the very thing that helped me become more aware that I too need self-care. I too needed space, grace, and time to feel and heal. I too needed a safe space to deal with the hurt caused by others. Hurts caused by me allowing myself to be put in a box that I didn’t belong in. That I too needed the real self-care: Healing.