Alright, y’all, let me share some things while they’re on my spirit. Healing? It ain’t for the weak, and it sure doesn’t happen overnight. Healing is a process—a messy, unpredictable one. One minute you’re out here feeling like a warrior who just wrestled two pit bulls and came out on top, and the next? A bird shits on your head like you’re a parked car. You wipe it off, clean yourself up, and remind yourself, “It could be worse.” Just when the scabs from the dogfight start to heal, life throws another curveball—like a deer deciding your front yard is the perfect place to wreck shop.
You get the drift.
Even with all that, I can honestly say I like it here. Here—this place where I’ve learned to embrace every inch of myself, flaws and all. I know now that I’m a beautiful soul, whether anyone else sees it or not. It’s okay for me to be loud, to speak my truth unapologetically, and to show up as the real me. For the longest time, I didn’t even realize I wasn’t doing that. I was a shell of myself, and so much of it traces back to childhood.
Healing has taught me that this journey comes with a lot of goodbyes, some “nice to meet yous,” and a whole bunch of “thank yous.” But the hardest lesson? Not everyone you meet is meant to stay forever, no matter how much you wish they would. People come into your life for a reason—a lesson, a blessing, a season, or even a hard “never again.” Discernment is key to understanding the role they play, and once you figure that out, you have to let things flow. Stop trying to rewrite the story or force connections that no longer serve you.
I’ve made the mistake of letting people stay in my life far longer than they should have. I’m guilty of giving second chances I swore I wouldn’t give. I’ve told myself I was done with someone but still kept ties to their family, which—let’s be real—is just a backdoor relationship with that same person. A few people are completely cut off now, but I’m realizing it’s time to close the gaps all around. Because keeping people around after they’ve disrespected you only teaches them that it’s okay to keep doing it.
So here I am, owning my role in the chaos, taking accountability for the choices I made, and reclaiming my power. I’m closing doors on toxic relationships and draining connections, making room for positivity and what truly aligns with my soul. Healing is messy, but it’s also beautiful. And every step forward feels like coming home to myself.
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