Years ago I went through something I thought I would never heal from, I was told it would be an interesting story in the future and I hated them for it. I hated them for making my trauma feel small, for making my pain a source of entertainment.
But I realized today that I finally told that story to someone and it didn’t hurt anymore. I actually laughed when I thought about how crazy it was that I went through that and survived. I laughed, I smiled, I moved on. My body carries the scars but the pain wasn’t forever.
I just thought someone might need to hear that it’s possible for the pain to fade.
















