Confessions Of A Trauma Overcomer

Confession # 1

I used to think I was carrying too much.

Now I wonder if I was carrying what generations before me were never allowed to put down.

Maybe the reason the pain found me was not to destroy me.

Maybe it found me because I was finally willing to feel it,

name it,

grieve it,

and release it,

so that those who come after me would inherit less of the wound and more of the wisdom.

With love & light,

Victoria The Poet