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Shame, what a horrible, dirty word. But, I want it to become one of my favourites. One I am not scared of. A word I run from, keeps me quiet or shuts me down.
It has opened a chasm within me, where I have realised just how much shame, sadness and unworthiness I feel. How I need to completely break myself free of that. Strip myself of it. Be ******* brave, naked, vulnerable and me.
Healing begins the moment the wound is inflicted. I am healing. I am focusing on myself. I am unlearning, stripping back and loving myself. I am finally realising how much I want and need community, raw, messy connections. How, really, behind the jealously, the fear, the overwhelm and the rigidness is just a little girl, who is scared of being rejected or not making friends.
A girl who wants and deserves boundless, unconditional love and understanding.
You are so amazing, and worthy of all the good things. You are such a catch, you are so beautifully wonderful and unique. Writing that makes me cry, but they are good tears.
2025 will definitely bring lots of tears but also lots of joy as I release all this shame.
Shame is hard and messy and ******* URGGGHH to unpack. Just talking and thinking about it brings back those awful feelings. But I’m getting better at riding that shame wave.
It’s hard now, but I’ve got to have hope to believe that tomorrow things will get better. More love, more raw unfiltered joy is coming my way.
More beautiful humans, more happiness, more belly laughs, more situations where I can strip myself back, be totally myself and say “here I am, this is the real me” and it’s embraced, loved and welcomed.
Nothing is wrong with me. I am not a freak, I am not disgusting, I am not unlovable.
I am me, that’s enough, that's more than enough.
Time to start believing it.
It has opened a chasm within me, where I have realised just how much shame, sadness and unworthiness I feel. How I need to completely break myself free of that. Strip myself of it. Be ******* brave, naked, vulnerable and me.
Healing begins the moment the wound is inflicted. I am healing. I am focusing on myself. I am unlearning, stripping back and loving myself. I am finally realising how much I want and need community, raw, messy connections. How, really, behind the jealously, the fear, the overwhelm and the rigidness is just a little girl, who is scared of being rejected or not making friends.
A girl who wants and deserves boundless, unconditional love and understanding.
You are so amazing, and worthy of all the good things. You are such a catch, you are so beautifully wonderful and unique. Writing that makes me cry, but they are good tears.
2025 will definitely bring lots of tears but also lots of joy as I release all this shame.
Shame is hard and messy and ******* URGGGHH to unpack. Just talking and thinking about it brings back those awful feelings. But I’m getting better at riding that shame wave.
It’s hard now, but I’ve got to have hope to believe that tomorrow things will get better. More love, more raw unfiltered joy is coming my way.
More beautiful humans, more happiness, more belly laughs, more situations where I can strip myself back, be totally myself and say “here I am, this is the real me” and it’s embraced, loved and welcomed.
Nothing is wrong with me. I am not a freak, I am not disgusting, I am not unlovable.
I am me, that’s enough, that's more than enough.
Time to start believing it.
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