Healing

I’m healing.

Past the hurt.

Past the anger.

Towards a place of peace.

I’m progressing.

Past the blame.

Past the “Why me?”

Past the “Why NOT me?”

Towards a place of acceptance.

And, I’m moving on.

Past the shoulda, coulda, wouldas.

And the need to understand.

Past the need to BE understood.

To a place where I can forgive without apologies

And move on without closure.

I am transformed;

Shedding the skin of the girl you knew.

And I am transfixed

By the person I am becoming now that I no longer let people hold me back.

And-

I am letting go of the life I see reflected in people’s eyes.

I no longer allow them to determine my worth.

In healing…

…progressing…

…moving on…

I’ve found pieces of myself that I never allowed to exist before.

Little shards that I suppressed

Because I didn’t feel they were good enough for the world to see.

But in transforming,

I’m learning to shine these lost pieces

And put them back on display for the world to see.

It feels good to be whole.

but scary.

However, in letting go of those who were not able to love me the way I needed to be loved…

…I found those who were.