Sarah Smith’s Path to Healing

Dear Reader,

I have to be honest. This letter is more to myself than it is to you.

I’m starting a new chapter in this blog, and truthfully, I don’t yet know where it will take me. I just know I want to do this, and it scares the living hell out of me.

I want to begin writing about the different forms of trauma and the coping mechanisms I have experience with. I want to talk about how I’ve managed to heal, move through them, or learn to live alongside them.

It’s frightening because this is real. This is me making myself vulnerable by basically saying: “Hey. These are my strengths. This is what I can do.”
And that goes against everything I’ve taught myself to be. Against everything I’ve ever been.

I’ve taught myself that I have to stay hidden. That I must keep my strengths invisible. That I can’t talk about facts because facts, unlike emotions, are arguable. They’re tangible. They’re something that can either make or break you.

So I have to be brave now. I have to be truly vulnerable to take this next step and I don’t feel ready. Not one bit.

But I want to do this. I want to help people through my story.
I want to show that it can get better.

No matter how dark or impossible things may seem: it does get better. And if I’m lucky, maybe I can help someone else find their way back to themselves.

So… I guess it’s time to show myself how far I’ve actually come.
Time to start something that absolutely terrifies me.

I truly hope this reaches the people who need it; even if that person is just me.

Thank you for being here. Thank you for walking this part of the road with me.
Let’s see where it takes us.

With love,
Me