My Journey to Radical Self Care: Truth & Reconciliation
The problem with some families is that too often fear chokes potential healing and continues the cycle of dysfunction. One of my biggest struggles has been reconciling the outside (sorta) nuclear family image while attempting to navigate multiple versions of “the truth” and feeling the weight of trying to fix and make sense of everything. There is no sense to be made. I cannot change anyone but myself.
I am incredibly blessed that there’s no lack of love in my family, but I refuse to continue the legacy of dysfunction.
This is my journey. I don’t expect everyone to agree with or even like what I say, but the Lord put it on my heart to share this, so I must be obedient even if it makes me uncomfortable.
I could’ve killed you that night, but instead I froze, paralyzed by the fear of worst fears those rancid nightmares materialized in the flesh. Burning passion poisoned, don’t ask just take drowning pleas whispering no as kindness chokes bottled screams…I NEVER thought I’d share the below journal entries, but this was the beginning of my healing. *See My Journey to Radical Self-Care: Intro for part one.
I pray my openness in sharing my authentic struggle and journey to radical self-care, love, and acceptance inspires others to heal and do the same. You are not alone.
I do not know where I would be without making a conscious and dedicated effort to develop a self-care regimen. Self-care is non-negotiable…This is probably the first time I have ever explicitly stated this fact on my blog, but I was sexually assaulted during my Peace Corps service in November of 2014…I hope my journey will inspire you to develop your own methods of self-care.