I endured a trauma when I was a little girl, and when it was uncovered I felt like I had been consumed by negative emotions, guilt, betrayal, shame, I didn’t think I could ever have a sense of normalcy ever again. Thankfully I have overcome it. And I wake up every morning knowing I am strong, and I will never let those feelings consume me every again. Thank you Tyler, for creating such a safe space in which we can share our deepest darkest parts and still be accepted. 💛
I know you were talking about actual cold, but those first few lines read like a beautiful anaology for the mental health roller coaster on which many of us find ourselves unwilling riders. Thank you for your words that are always warmth in the bitter cold for me.
I lost my mother at a very young age and had a stepmother that hated me because I was a constant reminder of her. I grew up believing totally in fairytales and magic as I felt I was living in one. I have become quietly strong because of it and I am sure more empathetic. Good can come out of a terribly sad situation, it just takes a while to understand .....
That must have been difficult💛 It’s always hard to understand the “W” questions in terrible situations. Thank you for sharing in this safe space. Sending love and light❤️💫
I lost a lot of people a few years ago, and convinced myself it was my fault. That I was some kind of monster that engulfed people like a violent sea. So I turned it all off, shut down, and went numb for the longest time. I didn’t feel anything, and I never thought I would again. When you describe winter, that’s how I felt — like I was frozen. I never thought it would change, I thought that’s who I was, until I was traveling through Greece and met an older woman from England on a sailboat. She could see right through me. I told her everything, and she explained grief in a way that I had never understood before. She was the first person to make me believe that what was happening to me wouldn’t last forever, but she was also the person who told me that the only one who could change it was me. Nobody was ever going to come along and fix everything. I had to fight for it, and make it through my winter.
Thank you for this. I often forget what I’ve endured, what I’m capable of.
For me it's grief....so many times over. I'm someone with more loved ones "there" than left "here" and the missing sometimes feels like that long winter that's bleak and seemingly endless. But life does go on.... it's just changed in ways that you'd never ask for. The only comfort in it is my faith that those pieces of my heart that went with them might be waiting for me when I get there one day. In the meantime, I've got so much to do, my boys to raise, and the warrior in me is still charging into the good fight. And I miss them all the time.
I endured a trauma when I was a little girl, and when it was uncovered I felt like I had been consumed by negative emotions, guilt, betrayal, shame, I didn’t think I could ever have a sense of normalcy ever again. Thankfully I have overcome it. And I wake up every morning knowing I am strong, and I will never let those feelings consume me every again. Thank you Tyler, for creating such a safe space in which we can share our deepest darkest parts and still be accepted. 💛
You are strong for sharing, and this is the place to do it. Sending love and light❤️💫
You are such strength. Thank you for the courage in sharing this, thank you for allowing yourself to accept all the love that's here for you. Amazing.
I know you were talking about actual cold, but those first few lines read like a beautiful anaology for the mental health roller coaster on which many of us find ourselves unwilling riders. Thank you for your words that are always warmth in the bitter cold for me.
Those first few lines were both, to be frank. I struggle a lot, too.
I lost my mother at a very young age and had a stepmother that hated me because I was a constant reminder of her. I grew up believing totally in fairytales and magic as I felt I was living in one. I have become quietly strong because of it and I am sure more empathetic. Good can come out of a terribly sad situation, it just takes a while to understand .....
That must have been difficult💛 It’s always hard to understand the “W” questions in terrible situations. Thank you for sharing in this safe space. Sending love and light❤️💫
Thank you for your kind words and thoughts 💛
Gosh I am so sorry. Quietly strong is so beautiful.
Quietly strong-thank you for the reminder than endurance is strong and has its own beauty
I lost a lot of people a few years ago, and convinced myself it was my fault. That I was some kind of monster that engulfed people like a violent sea. So I turned it all off, shut down, and went numb for the longest time. I didn’t feel anything, and I never thought I would again. When you describe winter, that’s how I felt — like I was frozen. I never thought it would change, I thought that’s who I was, until I was traveling through Greece and met an older woman from England on a sailboat. She could see right through me. I told her everything, and she explained grief in a way that I had never understood before. She was the first person to make me believe that what was happening to me wouldn’t last forever, but she was also the person who told me that the only one who could change it was me. Nobody was ever going to come along and fix everything. I had to fight for it, and make it through my winter.
Thank you for this. I often forget what I’ve endured, what I’m capable of.
You're capable of this, and so, so, so much more. Thank you for the strength in you!
For me it's grief....so many times over. I'm someone with more loved ones "there" than left "here" and the missing sometimes feels like that long winter that's bleak and seemingly endless. But life does go on.... it's just changed in ways that you'd never ask for. The only comfort in it is my faith that those pieces of my heart that went with them might be waiting for me when I get there one day. In the meantime, I've got so much to do, my boys to raise, and the warrior in me is still charging into the good fight. And I miss them all the time.
This is so vulnerable, and I am so thankful you're here. I do think they're waiting, and we're glad the warrior is here.