Tag healing words
I’m not sure when it happened.
Maybe there wasn’t a single moment.
But today, I can feel it clearly:
I built my Home.
I opened something that looked like simple words.
But inside—there was a mirror.
Sometimes you wake up,
and everything feels… foreign.
As if you’ve fallen back onto this planet
forgetting why you came.
Therapeutic soul stories for hearts that ache, remember, and still believe in light and healing.
There was a voice inside her that no one ever heard.
Not because it was too soft —
but because she kept it hidden.
She read all the right books.
Drank all the right teas.
Wrote all the right affirmations.
But nothing worked.