“Growth and healing are a continuous process. While we may want our recovery journey to look linear, always progressing and improving, that is not what reality teaches us. Recovery, even when we see ourselves in great shape for long periods of time, sometimes come with low moments.
Learning how to accept sudden stumbling blocks can be discouraging, but those moments are what builds and crafts what recovery really looks like.”
This is the season of realizing and releasing.
Release what’s causing you anxiety. Accept what’s unknown. Take one moment at a time. Let go of what’s triggering your depression. Realize what’s happening now and appreciate the present moment.
Allow yourself time and space to forgive and move on. What does that look like for you? Even if you are forgiving yourself for holding onto things that hurt you, grant the present you permission to begin the process of transferring past memories into strength and anxiety into ambition.
It’s okay to feel and reflect. Think things through as you realize and release.
Change is scary, but change can be what pushes us in the right direction. If we are to accept new opportunities and challenge our own complacency, we must first welcome change.
There are people, places, and experiences waiting for us to open ourselves to something different than what we are used to. To be able to see ourselves in something better, we can’t be afraid to want something more or try something out of our comfort zone.
We must establish clear boundaries, believe we can thrive, know our limits, and understand our worth to embrace the changes that will allow our lives to reap the benefits of everything we deserve.
Speak up.
Allow your voice to fill the room, especially when matters concern you and your well-being. Ask questions and be present in important conversations.
Don’t be afraid. Don’t fall into the shadows.
You matter and so does your voice and what you have to say. Learn as you grow in your own confidence and assertiveness. If you need something, say something. If something feels off and uncomfortable, let the right person know or find someone who will be helpful to you.
Take care of yourself.
You are important.
Hi Lovely People 🤗💌,
I’m super excited to announce the launch of my sticker shop, Motivation by SparklyWarTanks, on UnpolishedJourney.com!
You can also follow my shops Instagram page where I will be posting the available stickers, new arrivals, changes, etc.:
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When I’m not doing well or if I can’t seem to silence my intrusive thoughts, I write. So, here is me writing right now:
I know you believe no one will want you. You fear being alone. You can’t imagine being loved or appreciated. You don’t see anything but rejection so you’ve given up.
I know you can’t sleep, so you go to bed at like 3. Some tears roll down your face but no one sees.
I know you’re trying to hide in isolation. That’s how you deal with things.
All this is silly, right? You’ll be fine. What you’re sad about is not important, it’ll happen…eventually.
Just focus on you.
Focus on you.
On you.
You.
Me.
Me.
Me and my.
Me and my feelings.
Me and my feelings are valid.
This is how I feel and it’s been spiraling for a while.
I don’t need anyone to want me. This is me, me and now.
I’ve been hurting a lot and keeping it to myself. When I open up, I feel as though what hurts me isn’t important enough.
To be lonely and isolated, to not feel hope, love, or purpose.
That right there is the wound that needs mending.
I must love myself to move past this pain that comes from way back when.
I am important.
I don’t need validation.
I embody my purpose.
I am powerful.
I am worthy.
Love flows freely in my life.
So I know.
I know.
I just needed a moment to let all this out…again.
Yes, I’ve been rejected.
Yes, I’ve been ghosted.
Yes, I’ve been ignored.
Yes, I’ve been pushed to the side.
Also, yes, I thought because this happened so often I was somehow unlovable, ugly, unworthy of attention or love. I thought I deserved this because something was “wrong” with me and I needed to “fix” myself so others would want me.
25 years and counting and now I know that I am not a reflection of how I was treated, of the countless times I didn’t feel good enough. I know now I am worthy of love, affection, and attention. This does not mean, however, that no one will reject, ghost, or push me to the side; but this does mean that I have the choice to not allow someone else’s behavior to reflect how I see my worth.
My worth and value are intrinsic. No one can take away my worth.
So, if you ever find yourself questioning your worth because of how someone else treated you, STOP. Always remember that you are worthy, enough, valuable, lovable, and beautiful. No one can take those ineffaceable things from you.
The more you learn to love yourself, the easier it will become to not allow other people’s actions to sway how you see everything you already are.
Have you ever felt yourself beginning to “spiral?” What is “spiraling?” How can you regain control and focus when you find yourself overthinking into an emotional and uncomfortable place mentally?
Find out in my Defying Shadows article!
Pushing to a workable perspective means knowing who we are apart from the struggles we face; knowing we are much more than the hardship we experience.
As we progress, we must first declare what we are more than. Whether it’s that one negative thought, that mental health condition, the low self-esteem, or the chronic pain, WE ARE MORE.
We are multifaceted, talented, spectacular warriors that regardless of what we experience, we are still more than and we keep going.
This is what I am more than:
Tell me what you are more than.
Mind is flooded with questions. Ones that I can’t answer. The type that is out of my control. It’s like…how come I haven’t seen any rainbows? Maybe some miracles?
Love?
No?Just for maybe five seconds, some flowers to represent the “well done.”
I guess I’m just emotionally exhausted.
Adulthood draining me and my subconscious.
A constant cycle of letting myself out to dry after endless tears feel like a thunderstorm.
I’m drenched with the “Whys” and “if.”
In my stomach the lightning of not feeling good enough.
I feel it strike all the way to my chest. Not killing me though but maybe it should.…Perhaps one day, when I’m not looking, peace will knock at my doorstep ready to move in with me.
The sky will be clear.
The rain passed away.
All simply because I deserve it.
I deserve to be loved.
I deserve to feel peace.
I deserve the bouquet of flowers ready for me.
All because I deserve to be happy too.
…Until then I wait as I sit in the rain.
