I used to think healing meant peace. That once I left the chaos behind… the toxic relationships, the drama, the constant overthinking.. I’d finally be free. I thought it would feel calm, light, and effortless. Some days, it absolutely does. 🥰 You wake up and feel like your heart has finally unclenched. You’re grounded. Grateful. You can breathe again. But sometimes, out of nowhere… bam. A song, a smell, a memory… suddenly you’re right back there, feeling it all…
