The Mighty

Healing doesn’t always look dramatic.

Sometimes it looks like choosing peace.
Sometimes it looks like walking away.
Sometimes it looks like learning to listen to your inner voice again.

You may not notice it every day, but every moment you choose growth, forgiveness, and self-respect, you are becoming stronger.

Quiet healing is still powerful healing.

Trust the process.💜

-Listen to the still small voice within
#MentalHealth #mighty #innerpeace

Healing doesn’t always look dramatic.

Sometimes it looks like choosing peace.
Sometimes it looks like walking away.
Sometimes it looks like learning to listen to your inner voice again.

You may not notice it every day, but every moment you choose growth, forgiveness, and self-respect, you are becoming stronger.

Quiet healing is still powerful healing.

Trust the process.💜

-Listen to the still small voice within
#MentalHealth #mighty #innerpeace

When I was little,
I was taught I didn’t belong.
That I wasn’t good enough.
That love was something other people received,
not something meant for me
at least not from my dad.

When I Was a Young Teenager

When I was a young teenager,
I learned I was good enough for sex,
but not good enough for love.
I learned if I gave my body,
I might borrow love for a moment.
I learned I was easy to leave.

When I Was an Older Teenager

When I was an older teenager,
I learned no one would care
if I was touched against my will.
I learned survival meant
being hyper-aware, always bracing for impact

And when I was a teenager,
I met him.

When I Became an Adult

When I became an adult,
I tried to believe everyone had been wrong.
That I could be loved
without being hurt,
without being violated.

But I was taught young
that love and pain lived in the same house
and if the pain was smaller,
I should be grateful.

When I Turned 25 — When I Became a Mother

When I turned 25,
and became a mother,
I learned it wasn’t love.
It wasn’t rescue.

I learned I was a child
when we met.
And I learned I would never look at a 15-year-old
and call that love.

When I Was 27

When I was 27,
I learned new words:
manipulated.
Groomed.
I learned I wasn’t stupid
I was targeted.

I learned that if younger girls were available,
I was replaceable.
And I learned my story had more names than it ever should have.

Now I Am 29

Now I am 29,
and I grieve the life
I might have had
if safety had found me sooner.

I grieve the family,
the ease,
the version of love
that isn’t tangled in survival.

I am learning
love is not just sex.
I am grieving the intimacy
trauma tried to steal from me.

I love deeply.
I always have.

And even if trauma left stains,
stains are not the whole fabric.
I am still here.
I am still capable of love.
And I am still learning what love can be.
I’m not broken just bruised
#MentalHealth #TheMighty #Trauma

Hi everybody

wishing you a comforting peaceful evening :)

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Wishing you all a peaceful day :)

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Taking a moment to say hello, I’m Erin I have #DID #CinicalDepression #BorderLinePersonalityDisorder2 #Agoraphobia #ChronicPain

I joined #mighty because I want to listen, support, share and learn. As well I am MTF Trans.

Taking a moment to say hello, I’m Erin I have #DID #CinicalDepression #BorderLinePersonalityDisorder2 #Agoraphobia #ChronicPain

I joined #mighty because I want to listen, support, share and learn. As well I am MTF Trans.