I have worked hard to integrate my mind with my body, but I'm not all there. It's..a struggle to accept what I'm looking at due to all the invisible scars filtering the lens. My body was violated, not loved. It was abused, not held. I now have to learn to hold myself. With love.
How?!

This is relatable to the point of despair. That is exactly why doing this healing is so important.

I would never have chosen my reality (choosing my self) if it was a choice. Instead, I got to the end of my nervous system's tolerance.
It looks like a perfect storm, how it has unraveled every aspect of my life.
That insight changed my unacceptability into gratefulness amidst the chaos and pain.

May there come a time where people seek help so no more children have to spend their whole lives healing from it, like I have had to do. 🫶

I heard this the other day and it hit me hard: "The root cause of cPTSD is an absense of love, and the cure is this: We need to relearn to love someone we unfairly hate: Ourselves."
#cptsd #healing