When Death Passed By Our Door
My cozy space to think out loud and make sense of life in real time. I explore psychology, faith, emotions, identity and everything in between. Not as an expert, but as a girl trying to figure it all out with honesty. If you're tired of vague advice and surface level healing. You're at the right place ♡. If you love journaling, deep talks and figuring life out slowly, you'll feel right at home here ๐ก๐
I'd have to admit… one of the most difficult things about being human is the ability to let go.
To forgive, forget, and move on.
When we keep something alive in our hearts, we’re basically allowing the past to take up space in our minds. That space builds into this quiet ache.
Letting go of a moment, a memory, or a mistake… it’s like watching a sore heal.
But while it’s healing, you keep ripping the tissue open. You keep bleeding. And every time you do, the pain hurts more than the last.
I'm not here to preach about letting things go๐.
I know it’s not easy, and personally, I’ve been there. I have experiences from my childhood I still remember like they happened yesterday.
Some of the things I’m trying to let go of are things I deeply regret, moments that make me cringe every time they cross my mind.
And as much as I try to forget, I keep getting reminded. When I go through similar situations, those old memories resurface.
It’s like my own brain won’t give me peace๐ญ๐
I try to let go of how I once isolated myself from people and society. I try to forgive that version of me.
I try to bury it and move on.
But every time I do, the ache returns ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐
But no one ever tells you how hard it actually is.
No one tells you that healing from certain experiences takes time...sometimes even years.
People just say “let it go” like it’s as simple as throwing away a rock.
Truth is, it's normal if you're still beating yourself up for not healing fast enough.
Maybe that memory hit you too deep. Maybe it changed you. Maybe it confused and overwhelmed you so much, you didn’t even realize you were holding onto it until it started hurting again.
I always pretend to be okay, even when I’m not.
I thought pretending would help me heal.
But it didn’t.
And recently, something hit me again....I felt deeply hurt and disappointed by an influencer I once admired.
I told myself, “Her choices don’t affect me. It’s not my life" But every time I see her, I feel sad ๐, annoyed and overwhelmed.
And I realized…
The only way I could let go of her and that version of myself was to speak about it.
So I started sharing my thoughts through TikTok carousels
Healing takes time, and I’m learning that the hard way ๐ฅฒ๐
I created my own little DIY healing guide๐ฅบ something I wish someone had given me.
It’s for girls like me who are learning to forgive, and let go without forcing it๐ฅ๐ค
If that sounds like something you need, you can grab yours ๐ค
Let's heal together one step at a time ๐ ๐✨
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