I thought I was healed
When I made boundaries like blockades
So nobody could come in
Or out.
I thought I was healed
When I was no longer willing to compromise
I called that self-love.
I went from a girl with a heart so open
She gave too much
To a woman who had nothing left to give.
The people I met were mirrors,
I ran from my reflection again and again
And claimed the fault lay with them.
Now
In this gift of space
I am grateful for this opportunity to expand
I am grateful for the inner journey
I am grateful for the release of tears
I am grateful for the poignant vulnerability of this awakening.
