Letting go comes in many forms for me, but it's often both really difficult and really powerful in pulling me out of that pit of low spirits.
Especially when it takes the form of somehow miraculously accessing locked away tears, or cracking a thick carapace of numbness.
It can also be letting my hair down by dancing to favourite music, or stepping out the front door, out of the four-walled bubble of my mind, back into "the world".
What a gift it can be, whether received from a dear soul or "given" to myself.
Thank you for sharing this post with us and me (and your mum for her brave permission!). May you both always find release before bottled up feelings get so painful🙏🏼
Release! Or relief! 😊
Letting go comes in many forms for me, but it's often both really difficult and really powerful in pulling me out of that pit of low spirits.
Especially when it takes the form of somehow miraculously accessing locked away tears, or cracking a thick carapace of numbness.
It can also be letting my hair down by dancing to favourite music, or stepping out the front door, out of the four-walled bubble of my mind, back into "the world".
What a gift it can be, whether received from a dear soul or "given" to myself.
Thank you for sharing this post with us and me (and your mum for her brave permission!). May you both always find release before bottled up feelings get so painful🙏🏼
Thank you Alexander. $:-)
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