Healing isn’t a makeover. It’s a homecoming.
It’s the slow, sacred work of peeling off the layers you put on to survive— the masks, the apologies, the shrinking, the silence.
It’s remembering the child who laughed too loudly, felt too deeply, noticed everything, and trusted her own knowing.
It’s reclaiming the parts of you that were never broken— only buried.
Healing is not about becoming someone better. It’s about becoming someone truer.
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