What if There is Absolutely Nothing Wrong With You
What if...there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you? Hear me out.
What if you realized that all your responses and triggers and unconscious behaviors make perfect sense because of the trauma you’ve survived, the way you were raised, and everything you’ve lived through?
What if you said fuck, I totally get why I sometimes don’t love or feel safe in my body because of racism, the patriarchy, transphobia, fatphobia, and/or idealized beauty standards?
What if you acknowledged that being negative and remembering mostly the bad shit people have said to you is natural because the brain is hardwired for survival, not positivity and happiness?
What if you decided that your feelings, as annoying as they can sometimes be, are still valid and come up for good reasons?
What if instead of fighting yourself for the way you’ve coped for so many years, you said, actually as maladaptive as it may be—for a long while, it was the only way I knew how to provide myself comfort and safety?
What if you understood that liking yourself is sometimes really hard when you’re sold the idea that you’re a problem to fix?
And this, is healing.
It’s not fixing yourself. It’s putting an end to the maddening idea that you need to be fixed.
When we stop looking at ourselves as a project, and instead give space for our humanness—deep understanding, generous compassion, brilliant acceptance, and profound love comes flooding through.
Healing is stepping into a space that says you are whole and complete and wonderfully enough—and you don’t have to do anything or be anything or change anything or prove anything.
What if ... just for today, you decided there’s nothing wrong with you?
Do you have a question for me? Ask me anything!
