(Heartful Writings – Part 5)
There’s a moment — quiet but undeniable — when you stop trying to “get over it” and instead begin to stay beside yourself with a kind of gentle loyalty you’ve never offered before.
Not because you’ve solved everything. But because you finally understand:
Being with yourself is no longer a punishment — it’s an act of love.
The Sacredness of Staying
Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is simply not walk away from yourself.
To stay. In the fear.In the fatigue. In the questions that don’t yet have answers.
To stay… and whisper:
“You are allowed to feel this.” “You don’t have to carry it alone.”
I Am Learning to Be My Own Comfort
I used to look for safety in someone else’s arms. Now, I place my own hand over my heart.
I breathe slowly. I listen gently. I say to the hurting parts:
“You are not too heavy. You are mine. And I’m not leaving.”
Kindness Is Not a Reward — It’s a Right
The version of me that struggles is just as worthy of softness as the version that shines.
I no longer wait to “deserve” peace. I choose it now — because my pain doesn’t disqualify me from tenderness.
The Quiet Strength of Not Leaving Myself Behind
I still have questions. I still feel tired. But now, I carry both of those things with grace — not guilt.
Because I’ve learned:
I don’t have to abandon myself to be strong for others.
I don’t have to disappear to be lovable.
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Reflection for You:
What part of you has been waiting for you to stay?
Not to fix. Not to silence. But to simply say:
“I’m here. And I’m not going anywhere.”
Let that be your beginning.
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