I want to keep this post vague. It’s about funny coincidences again.
There’s a problem I have had my whole life. Only, I didn’t know it was a problem until recently. It was always there, but I had no words for it.
Then, a little over a month ago, I learned there was a name for it. What relief–to know that I’m not alone, that it’s actually quite common, that there is the hope of healing from it.
It’s a time where I feel like I am exactly where I need to be. Something that fell into my life just when I needed it to. How this problem, and others, have all come to a head right now–right when there’s help.
The little signs of it popping up in my life. The nonchalant mentions of it in conversation. It’s just so strange.
I’m learning how to be more compassionate, nurturing, and kind… to myself. I’m going to continue to grow and overcome.
Say it out loud with me:
I am strong.