There was a time that I tasted such sadness, that demanded me to listen, to go within. The trauma from the heavy pain in my chest, was at times so intense, that all I could do was stop what I was doing. Looking at my hands to ground and remind myself that I was in fact, ALIVE. Breathing and not dying from such a loss. I’d look at the clock so I could stay in the present moment and not allow my mind to look back upon the memories or forward into the future where everything was unknown. .
I understand your pain. I understand the not knowing. The what if’s. I understand because I walked that path. Now, when friends knock quietly on my heart to share their pain, innately I revisit mine. It’s not the brightest or prettiest of memories, but I have to go within to allow the words of encouragement to whisper what you should know. That I’ll be here for you. Talking it through with someone you trust helps. A lot. Keep talking. Journaling. Salt baths. Drink lots of water. Move your body. Spend time in nature. Get your rest. Meditate. Cry. Meditate more. Smudge your space. Stay open to the unknown and forgive yourself for not knowing everything.
One. Day. At. A. Time. Babes. But know that you are the only one that can save YOU. Having beautiful friendships is vital for healing, but at the end of the day, you still have to be with you. Continue to fight for your happiness. To see the good in the breakdown and to trust that you will be stronger because of your pain. Trust that you are right where you should be and with gentle self-care, you will move through the pain.