I’ve visited pain inflicting places I swore I never would.
Dove down to hurtful memories and surfaced out of breath.
I’ve listened to tear stained songs I thought I couldn’t bear to hear.
Laughed like a crazy woman between mundane circuses.
I’ve danced tirelessly on the dance floor since after I thought my bed was my only comfort.
I’ve opened up to new faces when I swore I will never trust again.
I’ve apologized for things I wish I have never done, things I wish I have never said.
And I’ve forgiven myself for all of it.
You will heal. I promise. In time, you will heal.
Photo is of my 96 yo grandma’s place, totally devastated by typhoon Odette. First floor of her house was entirely submerged in flood, water stayed for 2.5 days. Road to is not yet cleared, had to park the car on the roadside and walk going in carrying supplies that would last for a month. No electricity, no clean water available, they have to go to the nearest town just to secure. Despite all, still thankful they are safe. Much repair is to be done, but we’ll get there. We’ll get there.