The flashbacks, the wretched body pain – these are reminisce of every moment I spend with myself. The darkest moments are the only way to the other side, though. I seem to know it well – I feel safe in the darkness, but I’m tired.
How to not crumble at my own memories of my entire life is my only real question…
Perfect description of the birth mother.
Most romantic relationships are a hope for security – false security. Until one has done the work with their unhealed trauma all relationships will be magnifiers to what needs to be healed…love is our truest nature and with aligned beings it’s limitless. That’s my definition of “in love” is “in alignment”
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