Trauma told me

 Trauma told me I should've known better That I should've done things differently

That it was all my fault
But healing sounds a lot softer
It says I did the best I could With what I knew back then
It reminds me I don't have to keep beating myself up For choices I made when I was just trying to survive
I'm learning to hold myself with grace To be gentle when the shame creeps in
To forgive the version of me who was just doing her best
That's what healing really is
Loving yourself anyway

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