If I can get it off my head, and I can see it to deal with it.
There is a reason why I journal, why I write, and why it is I use that visible pain to write characters that are believable. I am learning to honor what I feel, how I feel, and give myself permission to do what I had not before: feel.
At this portion of my life, I have the need to honor what I emote. Even if it is just to myself.
I am learning that as I protect everyone else dear to me, I cannot neglect myself.
I Breathe Fire 