I am turning heartbreak into compassion.

Rode ‘round our small town for hours, holding back the hurt that wanted to pour out.

Thank you for being a safe place to land, to rest, to bear my soul.

To walk in great faith. To find peace in this moment. To find alignment and move in it.

Remember the humble beginnings. Remember all you’ve overcome to make it to exactly where you are now.

What greatness is waiting for you on the other side of your self doubt?

Dedicating this summer to seeing it all through sunshine-tinted glasses.

Who begged you to push up out of the dirty muddy marshy shorelines and blossom against all odds?

But until that some day, I will sit in acceptance. This is who I am today.

Connection is remembering.

Old betrayals, bitterness and residual anger.

Why not me? Why not now?

I should be proud of myself even if no one else sees the way I shine.

I am not afraid to sit with my darkness.

Why am I so quick to forgive the flaws I see in others but not in myself?

Depression doesn’t care about your calendar, planner, or to-do list.

I will not rush the adventure back to myself.

Scream it out loud or whisper it softly to yourself.

Your energy towards me shifted with the seasons.

This is the power of empathy, of shared truths, of testimony.