…this too shall pass-

…i am healing from the deepest wound that’s been cut over and over again for decades- the pain is a silent undiscussed one, because I don’t know how to describe it, or place the reasoning behind it- as this is the first time ive fully suited up and faced it- it’s the first time ive denied its invitation, and meant it- because it’s the first time ive allowed myself to know that I am worth more-

but when they damage us piece by piece, how do they forget that we are mothers- that we still must rise and raise their children- with thoughts upon suffocating thoughts, in the now worst case of insomnia-

but God is the most merciful presence- who needs no words to understand the ache- who needs no words to comfort- but even in the mental state of barely surviving, i feel the calmest peace- because i am finally free from an energy that was not molded for the rib of me- so i cry it out- because my restoration, my story, my new beginning and my testimony… shall be so worth this season. 🙏🏾

kb