🐠Lighthouse Survivors 🐠
Turn Your Wounds Into Strength
Our own shackles
There are times when we feel bound. Bound to out grief. Bound to our darkness. Bound to the mistakes. Bound to things that do not serve us. To the things that make us feel weak or unworthy. We listen to the whispers that it speaks. When darkness speaks. We have to stop this. How do we encourage others but can not encourage ourselves? (I’m learning this myself). How do we help others but do not help ourselves? How do we have a heart that beats but still not feel alive? These are questions I’m asking myself, but now I ask you the same. We are not bound to these things that do not serve us. We can un-shackle ourselves and be one with things that will serve us. That will help us come alive.
Rare Gem
You are rare. So rare. To feel something so deeply. To feel others so deeply. You are rare. You were broken into tiny pieces, and you put yourself back together. You never stop trying, even if you have failed You are rare. When your fire was burnt out, you relight your flame. You don’t not let the world destroy you, you rebuild. You are rarem
Hidden strength
There are days when I just struggle. There are days that it becomes to switch one of the light. Just one flicker is too heavy to accomplish. Days where the candle can not illuminate in the darkness. Days where you have dig out your own strength, strength you forgot you had. Dust it all off. You will get through this again just like you have in the past. You got this. You always will.
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