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STOP, DROP AND HEAL
In my life I have had many twists in turns as I went down the many paths I knew in my heart were wrong. I found myself being homeless. I found myself being taken advantage of. I even found myself in situations that would make my father literally roll over in his grave. Today and every day I do it now. I have to take time to stop, drop and heal.
Stop-
Stop thinking about what this person or that person did to me and what I did for them, but knowing that each day is a new day. A new time. A new me.
Drop-
Drop the face before the face. Drop the facade of always having to be strong, always being the rescuer, always being the one who needs to solve everyone’s problem but putting mine aside or ignoring what I need. Even going as far as asking for help when I need it.
Heal-
Heal the young woman who the old man at the gas station used to try and touch her shirt when she went in to pay for gas and it made her uncomfortable. Heal the sixteen year old who was raped by her boyfriend’s cousin and held that secret in for almost a year before her boyfriend found out. Heal the soldier who heard laughing outside her barracks door while she was screaming for help. Heal the wounds of not just broken hearts but broken soul.
In my life, at the age and time that is now. I must tell myself daily. Stop. Drop and Heal.
