Healing is a Messy Masterpiece

“Healing isn’t linear.”
I know…I just hit you with a full-blown cliché. But hear me out okay? It only feels cliché until it’s your reality. Until you’re smack in the middle of it, trying to piece yourself back together with shaky hands and half a clue.

I’ve tossed that line around, to my friends so many times. It’s always easier to say when you’re not the one swallowing it like medicine.

Lately, our little corner here has been all about humor, gentle vulnerability, and loud self-awareness. But today, can we just… soften the landing a bit? Good

This one’s a warm hug to anyone going through the thick of healing. Anyone clawing their way out of the bottom barrel. If you’re in that space, please know, cliché or not… you are not alone. I mean that with every fiber of my being.

Personally? My body’s been waving red flags. Random blackouts, funny noises inside my head (like birds chirping), seeing stars, losing balance, I’ve been running on empty without realizing it. On Saturday, I almost kissed the floor with my already humongous forehead (yes, I did say we’d keep the humor light, but come on 🤣).

And this? This followed weeks of thriving. I was chirping all over the place about how okay I was.
See? It’s never linear. One moment you’re glossy and glowing, the next you’re unraveling quietly in a corner. But we move. Still. Always.

I know I over share here a lot, but that’s the whole point of this space….  to be entirely myself. I just hope this lands in the hearts that need it, and not the minds looking to judge it.

You’ve got this, babe.
In fact, you’re almost there.

PS…(Preachy Val hasn’t clocked in for a while, but here she is. Still hilarious, just also lowkey in survival mode. You know it’s real when this version appears uninvited, lol.)

Cheers. 💜

Author: Miss Injairu

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