Go to your safe place.
Go to where your vulnerability
feels like strength instead of a weakness.
Take your time. Heal your wounds.
But first, acknowledge them,
give them a name and then look them in the eye.
And brace yourself for what you might see.
Make sure you have support, good enough to
hold you up when your knees give way.
Someone has to be there to help you pick up
the rubble when the walls come falling down.
Because sometimes doing it alone is just
not enough to build yourself back up.
Hermiena van Loggerenberg
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It's going to be OK.
PoetryAnd she knew without a doubt, that all the broken, shattered forgotten pieces of her soul were worth putting back together again, because she became her beloved and found new light and love along the way. What hurts us is cumulative. It happens over...
