I know now, it’s not me. I didn’t ask for the psychological damage imposed on me, I was just raised to nurture it instead of distance myself because that’s what you do when you grow up with a narcissist.
Still struggling with darkness.
This is the good fight.
Reminding myself that my body is the only vessel I have to express myself physically and that I need to practice forgiveness and compassion when I fall short of expectations. Even more so, appreciation for the abuse that I bestow upon it. Fitness is a journey that comes with trial and error. Enjoy the ride.
I can think about self-compassion and learn how to practice it but I don’t care to spoil myself when there are people out there who live in a world where they don’t know when if they’re needs will be met.
RIP to the toxic cyclic themes in my life that generally happen in oct-dec. Cheers to the fact that i’m not a heaping mess or doing something shady!! Proud of me.
I’ll fix this. I just need a little time and blind trust. All with good intention.
