So cliche but true
I think the best therapy I was told to do was try to write about my day in a calendar or notebook. Each night I write good parts and bad inside this journal.
Each night I clear my head for the next day. Sure some parts of the bad still linger. Sorting those moments out take longer. And in the end all washes away from me.
Some days I write, "I woke today." Maybe that is the highlight and the weakest parts of the day combined. But am I ungrateful, no. Some days I am just exhausted whether via pain, mentally or physically, or just plain no energy.
Sometimes everything can hit me. Even in those days I still say I opened my eyes. Then I fall back to sleep.
On my best days I am vibrant in all aspects and I tend to smile or laugh a lot. So those times the entry is full of a specific part of the day.
Nevertheless therapy, speaking of the trauma was the best of all. Talking to a stranger about things they wouldn't judge me on because they didn't know the people in my life. Yes one of the best things I did for myself.
Coming free of the past. Still some people drop into my thoughts but I don't say much about them anymore. I just paint or write. Even at times some may see me out and about living my life.
And for me not to be wondering what their thoughts are, truly an amazing experience.
Journals are full and calendars are being marked. Finely tuned to making me a better person in the eyes of one.
So sure I have my scars and my damage path but I say this, I am different and I am thankful for my time away from anything that caused ripples.
But now through this new lesson in my stage of life I am grateful to be where I am. As for those behind me, keep helping because I do move forward in the right direction.
I may go slow but I am understood by the one who found me. And I am grateful I am getting another opportunity . All others don't matter.
A new step and a new beginning. That is my journey. Turbulence and hate is my old. Forgiving and not looking back is my new.
Just let it go. So cliche but true.
Each night I clear my head for the next day. Sure some parts of the bad still linger. Sorting those moments out take longer. And in the end all washes away from me.
Some days I write, "I woke today." Maybe that is the highlight and the weakest parts of the day combined. But am I ungrateful, no. Some days I am just exhausted whether via pain, mentally or physically, or just plain no energy.
Sometimes everything can hit me. Even in those days I still say I opened my eyes. Then I fall back to sleep.
On my best days I am vibrant in all aspects and I tend to smile or laugh a lot. So those times the entry is full of a specific part of the day.
Nevertheless therapy, speaking of the trauma was the best of all. Talking to a stranger about things they wouldn't judge me on because they didn't know the people in my life. Yes one of the best things I did for myself.
Coming free of the past. Still some people drop into my thoughts but I don't say much about them anymore. I just paint or write. Even at times some may see me out and about living my life.
And for me not to be wondering what their thoughts are, truly an amazing experience.
Journals are full and calendars are being marked. Finely tuned to making me a better person in the eyes of one.
So sure I have my scars and my damage path but I say this, I am different and I am thankful for my time away from anything that caused ripples.
But now through this new lesson in my stage of life I am grateful to be where I am. As for those behind me, keep helping because I do move forward in the right direction.
I may go slow but I am understood by the one who found me. And I am grateful I am getting another opportunity . All others don't matter.
A new step and a new beginning. That is my journey. Turbulence and hate is my old. Forgiving and not looking back is my new.
Just let it go. So cliche but true.
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