That time has come. The moment when:

You stop pointing the finger.

And you start taking radical responsibility.

And you realize:

This isn’t about them making me feel safe,

this is about me remembering how to feel safe within myself.

You meet your own unmet parts.

You sit with your inner child.

You stop demanding rescue,

and start choosing to remember who you are.

You see that the pain wasn’t just from what they did, but from what you kept trying to fix outside of you.

You recognize the pattern:

The one where you abandon yourself in the hope that someone else won’t.

The one where you silence your truth so you won’t be left.

The one where you give more than you have, just to be seen.

And then something shifts.

You begin to hold yourself.

Tenderly. Fiercely. Truthfully.

You stop outsourcing your worth,

and you reclaim the parts of you that were never too much, never too needy, just waiting to be met with love.

This is the healing:

When you stop chasing validation and start offering yourself presence.

When you stop begging to be chosen and start choosing yourself.

When you realize that true safety was never in their arms, it was always in your own.

Healing begins with the mirror.

Not to judge, but to witness.

Not to shame, but to reclaim.

Not to fix what’s broken,

but to remember you were whole all along.

With care and warmth, 🤍

Aniela

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