My dear, this morning I took my first step into therapy. So here I am, with a blank page in front of me, like a door just barely opening. I remember once showing my earlier writings to someone who mattered deeply to me, only to find they could not understand my issues. Maybe that was the lesson all along, not to be defeated by the silence of others, but to begin the quiet work of understanding myself.
I haven’t quite found my footing yet, but the whole day still lies ahead. And somewhere inside, I hold on to the hope of support.
May today greet you with kindness, wrap you in calm, and leave behind memories as soft as evening light❣️