The Day I Realized It Wasn’t Me.

For a long time, I felt like something was wrong with me…Like I wasn’t enough, or like I had to be perfect just to be approved of. Like if I just did everything right: said the right things, acted the right way, stayed out of the way then maybe I would finally feel… okay.

But what if it wasn’t me? What if I really wasn’t the problem? What if I was just made to believe that I was?

Noticing the Pattern:

I started to notice a pattern. When I was “little miss perfect” getting A’s and B’s, doing all my chores, not "causing any issues" everything felt calm. Predictable. Almost safe. But the moment I stepped outside of that…when I had feelings, when I needed comfort, when I wasn’t perfect .. everything changed. I felt alone. Unheard. Uneasy. Sad in a way I didn’t always understand.

Living in Survival Mode:

And slowly, I started to realize something… Survival and being on edge were the only two places that felt familiar. Like I was always either trying to keep the peace… or bracing myself for something to go wrong and that does something to you. It makes you question yourself. It makes you shrink. It makes you feel like love is something you have to earn.

A Soft Realization:

But maybe… Maybe you weren’t too sensitive. Maybe you were just in an environment that didn’t know how to hold your emotions. Maybe you weren’t asking for too much…Maybe you were just asking the wrong people and maybe… nothing was wrong with you at all.

Maybe you were just learning how to survive in a space that never taught you how to feel safe.

Where Healing Begins:

And now… you get to learn something different. You get to learn what it feels like to choose yourself.

Softly. Slowly. But for real this time.

This is where your healing begins.