Healing In Progress 💔

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This weekend, I finally allowed myself to sit in my emotions. I slept, ate, watched shows, and did laundry – mundane tasks that brought me comfort. I also finished my assignments for the week, earning a 94%. It was a small victory, but one that gave me a sense of accomplishment. 💪🏾❤️

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Lately, I've been working non-stop, leaving me little time to process my emotions. But when I clock out, the feelings come flooding in, drowning me. I'm hurt, heartbroken, and betrayed. I feel like I've been left for dead, with others waiting for my downfall. 😭😫

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I've come to realize that I've given my life to something who didn't care about my well-being. They never loved or cared for me and it's time for me to break free from it. I'm angry with myself for not recognizing my worth and leaving sooner. 

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Right now, I'm struggling to find my beauty, my confidence. The stress is taking a toll on my physical health – I'm not sleeping, eating, or feeling well. I'm having panic attacks, and it's hard to leave my house.🖤

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But despite all this, I'm determined to heal. I need time to rest, scream, and breathe. I need to focus on myself and my girls. I'll go to work later today, but for now, I just need to be still and own this pain. ❤️🤞🏾😭