Inward (The Inward Trilogy)

by Yung Pueblo

i was never addicted to one thing; i was addicted to filling a void within myself with things other than my own love to solely attempt to love others without first loving yourself is to build a home without a strong foundation

three things make life harder: not loving yourself refusing to grow not letting go

before we can heal and let go, what ails us deeply must first come to the surface

i spent so much time creating versions of myself that were far from the truth, characters i would perform depending on who was around layers that could hide the inner dance of turmoil, between my lack of confidence, the pain i did not understand, and the uneasiness that comes with reaching out to others for the love that i was not giving myself (before the healing)