If there’s one thing I’ve learned in this life, it’s that I can’t escape myself. Every part of me comes along for the ride—the messy, the tender, the shadowy, the wise. And yet, when I was younger, less self-aware, and more desperate to feel okay, I tried damn hard to run. I ran from my pain. I ran from my emotions. I ran from the parts of me I didn’t want to see. And of course, running only created more suffering. Depression set in. Panic attacks landed me in the ER. The refusal to look at myself nearly broke me. Here’s what I know now: healing doesn’t happen through escape. Healing comes from turning inward with brutal honesty and a willingness to meet myself exactly where I am—warts, wounds, and all. The Sneaky Ways We Abandon Ourselves Even now, years into this path, I still find myself slipping. The difficult weeks creep in. Not because the outside world has fallen apart, but because my perception of myself has. It shows up in the judgements. The whisper that says I’m fai...
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