I think it was like grief in a way, the loss of an unsustainable way of living.
It brought permission to start validating what my body and mind had told me for years.
Immense relief with self compassion, confusion and frustration, heartbreak and anger for the child me that was failed, fear and a new sense of vulnerability.
Freedom and acceptance came much later, like years later, after I processed the traumas intermingled with my real self.
It brought permission to start validating what my body and mind had told me for years.
Immense relief with self compassion, confusion and frustration, heartbreak and anger for the child me that was failed, fear and a new sense of vulnerability.
Freedom and acceptance came much later, like years later, after I processed the traumas intermingled with my real self.