Hey You,
Its been a minute. I missed you. How have you been?
I remembered something today. Celebrating yourself is crazy important.
Most know this already. But many dont understand how fucking difficult it can be when you're recovering from trauma. Life with trauma is crazy surreal. Living in two moments, or more, at any given time when you're triggered, all while remaining on a straight edge lifestyle, is hard.
And to show up everyday, to be present, to experience life, to embrace it and all its uncertainty, and live regardless of fear is valiant.
To be aware of your resolve can feel lonely sometimes. Like, I've done right by me, I've lived regardless of wanting to sometimes, I've loved courageously, I've embraced my shadow to love myself fully, and that deserves to be celebrated. So...who's here now to do that for me? ME.
It's not ridiculous to dance in those moments, to get the tattoo that symbolizes your journey, to eat the cake, to buy yourself a little something, to make yourself something, or to just even take the time to sit and absorb those good feelings and let it settle into your whole being. It's a must.
When you raise yourself and are teaching yourself to be your own self-validator, celebrating yourself is at the top of the list. You show up for your inner child in ways no one ever has.
It's imperative and life changing. And you deserve it. You're worthy of it.
So, I'm deciding to celebrate. I'm crocheting myself a rabbit. What are you gonna do to celebrate you? Whatever it is, know that I'm there celebrating with you in spirit.
All my love,
Amber
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