I opened myself up to a vulnerable situation recently—one that I knew could reopen old wounds.
I’d already made peace with the past once before, or at least I thought I had. This time, I had no expectations. I’d forgiven quietly, in my heart, and moved on.
But life has a way of circling back, testing the healing we’ve done.
I told myself I could handle it. That I was strong enough now. Still, there was a small voice that whispered, be careful.
And yet, I let my guard down. Allowing myself to feel, to hope, even just a little.
Now, I find myself reliving the pain I thought I had already worked through over the last several years.
Sadness. Disappointment. Vulnerability. Acceptance. Regret. Guilt.
A quiet resignation.
And resentment—toward myself, for stepping back into something I knew could hurt me.
It’s strange how old pain can feel so new again.
Can revisiting the past bring healing? Or does it simply remind us why we had to let go in the first place. That’s where I’m at in this moment.
Healing is never a straight line. Maybe it’s a series of circles—each one reminding us how far we’ve come, even when it feels like we’re right back where we started.
#oldwounds #mentalhealth #wellbeing #boundaries #guilt #sadness #youareworthy #youareenough #validation #itsoktofeelyourfeelings #acceptance #iamstrongerthanithink #healing #myjourney #forgivenessinmyheart
YouAreEnough 