#timecanonlyhelpheal

Sometimes it’s the important things I don’t talk about that slowly kills me inside. It is much easier to remain silent than to relive the pain of my past. In my head, its help rationalize and justify my current behavior, but this only keeps me victim to my own self-induced suffering. This is a friendly reminder that the vocalization of my story does not necessarily equate to the materialization of past suffering, but rather serves as a stepping stone to a better, healthier me. After it all, it is confrontation that frees me. courage frees me. letting go frees me, and I owe to myself to be free.