𝗜’𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲, 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲…
As I’ve emerged on the other side of some super heavy shit recently, I find myself a tad afraid of my humanness.
The seeds of doubt sprouting questions of “how long will this last?” and “what happens if…?”
But part of the trust in self is knowing that it won’t be perfect, but that doesn’t make the work I’ve done any less permanent.
It doesn’t mean I’ve “lost”.
Imperfection is simply a part of the human experience.
The knowledge I have now is permanently anchored in.
Even in my most human humanness.
Ready to access at all times, even when it doesn’t feel like it.
Maybe even especially when it doesn’t.
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