Trauma, like a slow poison, kills your heart and your happiness from within. It sucks hope out of you. When we're stuck onto our past, we're actually planting a poisonous -tree in the core of our being. By the time we realize this, it's already too late-- too late to salvage the broken pieces of ourselves. Life's seldom fair to any of us. But the pain we inflict upon ourselves, craving to revisit our pasts is far scarier than life's unfairness.

We're doing this wrong-- romanticizing pain, waiting for someone to come and save our broken selves, to accept us the way we fail to accept ourselves. The harsh truth is that for people to love you, you need to allow yourself to feel worthy of love. You need to move on! Also, moving on from the past, or healing for that matter is not linear. To heal, you will need to forgive yourself, completely and repeatedly. You need to be there for yourself. You need to not fail yourself, even when others fail you.

Peace is something that you owe to yourself. You owe it to yourself to live a fulfilling life, the kind you have dreamt of when you were still a child, untouched by the trauma, unaware of the monsters living in each of our heads. The bottom-line here is, what's already happened cannot be changed, no matter how hard you wish to go back in time and make everything alright. Even when things seem to be falling apart, in the bigger picture, they might be all falling into place.

Humans get emotionally attached to the things they have lived long enough with. Pain and memories are no different. Cutting those strings off will be painful, undoubtedly, but it'll also save you from a lifetime of agony. So, however difficult and it seems, remember that you're strong enough to do this.

-Hope and healing-
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