This picture best explains my brain before dedicating myself to evolving and after.
When I first began meditating I cried a lot. All these revelations, all this unhealed trauma, including repressed memories came to the surface in the quiet spaces of my mind. My soul lifting it up and away. Tears streaming down my face, eyes still closed. It was cleansing. Probably the most significant, life changing habit I’ve picked up. Again thanks to that gypsy who ended up evil eyeing me.
Healing is hard. The pain can be unbearable and it’s easier to run away, or numb it. I implore you though, do yourself this favor, you shouldn’t have to be a prisoner to your trauma. Don’t let it define you, bring you down to low vibrational behavior. Via: Let’s Talk Mental Health