It took me a long time to realize I had rights.
The right to exist. Feel safe. The right to be wrong and make mistakes. The right to love. To be vulnerable. To say no. To say yes! To believe. To be sad or angry.
I’m learning to feel safe. I’m learning to trust myself. I’m learning that I have rights.
Telling my story has helped me achieve these things and more. When you begin to feel safe in your body, you can begin to translate the memories that previously overwhelmed you into language. Telling the story is SO important, without stories memory becomes frozen and without memory you cannot imagine how things can be different.