Healing is a process~ It's not obvious when to know when the wounds are fully closed enough to move the way we once did~ Feelings still flow.. then settle, emotions no longer flood in to fill the void like they once did, smiles are subtle yet more genuine than before... It's different but the same, for I no longer need this crutch, like I once did.

It can be something as simple as remembering how to breathe properly, then settling into the moments that make the present really feel like a gift~ the small monotonous things that bring us comfort, or the spontaneous things that bring us adventure.

But I know... I know of some who are prisoners to their own presence and I understand... If you and I could see eye to eye I hope you'd feel safe, accepted and understood...The keys to these chains that keep us from feeling alive are all unique and reflective of this Hell, Hell...