I don’t want to forget;
I want to be okay with
Remembering.
The things that happened to you only define you if you allow them to. Self-love means accepting not forgetting, repressing or omitting. Being okay with the memories that haunt you. Easier said than done, harder than anything you’ll ever do, like most inner work, but the reward is worth it. It outlast and exceeds the pain, plus you get to see how strong you are. That you can achieve anything, because you went to war with yourself, for yourself. Where are you on your journey of self-healing? Have you started? Are you going to? Via: Girl Gaze