It’s easier to live with the darkness if you can dress it up as vengeance.
Whether that’s towards someone from your past, present, or even yourself.
I wish I could click my fingers and make all the pain go away. Help you let it go. But it doesn’t work like that.
It works in the little ways. It works in the moments you sing in the car, forgetting anyone else in the world exists. It’s the moments you laugh at yourself, in a humble, compassionate way.
It’s the way you choose to take that deep breath when you know your body needs it most. It’s the way you choose to have an early night when things get tough.
It’s the little ways you love yourself that make the difference.
What are yours?