the hurt. the healing. the healer.

the hurt...

came with the night, slid in quietly with the dark. It snuck in like an old friend, with all of your weaknesses memorized. What makes you break. What makes you tremble. The hurt is deep, and cuts where it hurts most. Bone deep. It's like trying to breathe underwater. It is like drowning. Please don't sink, love. Your heart feels heavy. Your chest is on fire. It's hard to breathe. It can be numbing. You're not alone in the darkness.

the hurting...

are everywhere. The hurt has effected so many, someone reading this. Someone somewhere is feeling a heavy heart, and we are all hurting together. Over something. Small. Big. Whatever it is, it is consuming, it is dark. And the light in your heart has dimmed cause of it. Hurting is a process and you cannot lose hope through it. Please listen. It is okay not to be okay. But you must realize that you are not. Recognize the obstacle. And a part of that is stopping pretending to be fake happy. That's the most exhausting. You are not alone, friend. Little by little. The light will come, the darkness will lessen. Pain is temporary.

the healer...

the light that overcomes the darkness is consuming. The darkness defeated. Your heart will beat again, whole. You are whole. You will not remain broken. You can breathe again. Your drowning in love. It's overwhelming, it an unexplainable way. You are not walking alone, you never were. You are embraced. And when the dry season comes, you know where to get the water. When the darkness comes, you hold onto the light. When the mountain comes, you climb it. You are going to be okay, so okay.

- A.S, love + grow