When Silence Stops

When I was asked if I had Something to Say, I was overwhelmed with how much I do have to say and that's what I want to talk about

Unblending My Wounded Parts

As I spoke to my young, wounded part last night my tears fell like a waterfall from my eyes as I finally gave this piece of me the space to be seen and heard. I let her know that she is safe, that we are safe, and that it was okay to grieve.

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