"I cried for the insight to seek, find and see the light where the darkness of my soul relentlessly obscured the intrinsic value and meaning of life." ― Vernon Chalmers
Today I cried because I have my mountain back, I cried because I have my road back, I cried because I have my Cape Town back. I cried for understanding the demons of trauma and how domestic violence mercilessly unsettles the mind of the empowered empath.
I cried for the renewed appreciation for compassion, empathy and gratitude.
I cried for accepting the opportunity for self-calibration through my Portfolio of Choice recovery narrative.
I cried for experiencing the good and faith in the people around me.
I cried for the ability to find, trust and reconnect to life through the collective eyes, hearts and souls of my support network.
I cried for the ability to find, trust and reconnect to life through the collective eyes, hearts and souls of my support network.
I cried for the honest reflections with all those who invited me into their lives to share extraordinary experiences, vulnerabilities and courage in healing from toxic people (and / or abusive environments).
I cried because they made me feel safe to believe again.
I cried because they made me feel safe to believe again.
