That is the feeling when someone tells you what you already know is untrue, but your anxiety and thoughts moving a mile a minute tell you is plausible. Why are we Survivors so quick to take on so much blame and guilt?
I shared a conversation tonight about aspects of my life I feel the most ashamed of. Shared specific details with someone I had never met, and was met with nothing but understanding and compassion.
I am grateful for H, who put one of my fears to rest. I feel absolved - my mind now knows what my heart already did. I am lighter.
It's okay to find the faith to saunter forward
With no fear of shadows spreading where you stand
And you'll breathe easier just knowing
that the worst is all behind you
And the waves that tossed the raft all night
have set you on dry land
- The Mountain Goats - "Never Quite Free"