Healing is a life changing experience— you have to appreciate and honour your journey.
There will be days you can’t leave the house because your mind is soaring with memories of the past. But there will days where leaving the house is the only option you have— to avoid going insane. There will be days your body wants to move and do it all; There will be days your body cannot move at all. There will be days where you find your greatest pleasure in the smallest of things, like a cup of tea warming your heart; There will be days when you can’t find anything left to live for. There will be days where you want to speak to someone, anyone who’ll care to listen; There will be days where you cannot stand the thought of letting anyone close enough to hurt you again.

There will be days where you want to watch a rom com and believe this could happen for you; There will be days when you know it’s too good to be true. There will be days when you want to clean your house because it’s not looking good; There will be days where you just don’t give a fuck. There will be days where you want to pack all you have and flee to another country, even when you have no money to get you there; There will be days where you consider you may need to pack your bag for the hospital— if those suicidal thoughts become worse. There will be days where you cannot find a silver lining in all you’ve been forced to go through; There will be days when through the detonated blast, you remember you had some real good times of your own. There will be days when you remember the good memories with people who still hurt you; There will be days where you realise those people were always hurting you, even when they weren’t around you.

There will be days where you tell yourself, “it’ll all be okay, I’ll give myself a few months and then I’ll be back...