01/01/2026
Her mind was once a battleground where fear and anger warred and despair bound love in iron chains. Now it is a quiet temple where love and kindness learn to walk
once again.
Healing doesn’t always look like victory.
Sometimes it looks like softness.
Like breathing again.
Like making space for joy where there once was only survival.
If your mind is still a battleground — hold on.
Quiet comes.
Peace can be relearned.
Love remembers how to walk.
You are not alone in your becoming. 💛