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Healed & Happy

  • Writer: Trina Kay
    Trina Kay
  • Mar 18
  • 2 min read

For a long time I felt like I had to explain myself. Had to justify my decisions. Had to let my side be heard. Yes, there are still moments that I want to scream from the rooftops and tag every person who sided against me…

But, I don’t.


I don’t demand to be understood. I don’t need the approval of strangers or fake friends or people I once thought of as family.

Do I still miss some of those people? Absolutely.


There’s a lifetime of inside jokes, catchphrases, and memories that I am left alone with. Sometimes I find myself reaching for the phone to share something that only “that” person would get. But, the thing about healing is that eventually you are able to see the value in what was lost.


I know now that the life I am living would not be possible if certain people had remained. If their point of view, beliefs, and way of being had been allowed to follow me. They would have stifled my growth, quashed my dreams and dulled my sparkle. That’s not to say any of that would have been intentional. It’s to say that people will cling to their own set of beliefs and ideas and their version of reality.


I could not live my life fully and courageously surrounded by people who didn’t believe in me or my dreams.


It’s been a long road to “here”.

But, “here” feels very happy and healthy.


It feels settled. Safe. Supported. Loved.


If you are reading this and feel like you are stuck– please know that you have the power to change your life. The first step is to decide.


That first step is the hardest.

After that it’s just one foot in front of the other.

You’ve got this.


Xoxo,

Trina

 
 
 

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