I knew I was healing when…
I knew I was healing when the silence no longer paralyzed my entire being.
I knew I was healing when you decided to walk away and I didn’t instantly start thinking it must be because of me.
I knew I was healing when I didn’t stop myself from asking all the questions, while knowing in my heart that I’ll still be okay even if I never made it to their answers.
I knew I was healing when I let myself feel all the feelings, even the most unsettling of them all.
I knew I was healing when I could openly admit this hurts, without worrying it would make me come off as a drama queen.
I knew I was healing when I occasionally allowed myself to fall back into old patterns, without convincing her I’ve made no progress.
I knew I was healing when I could look back at my younger self, and feel a genuine smile break through my face.
