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it only reinforced the idea that buzzed in my head like a chainsaw. I would never be fixed. I’d never feel happy again. I’d be a burden and an embarrassment to my family and my friends. That little voice kept whispering things would never get better.
“I was no walk in the park, Merry.” “Who wants to walk in the park? I think that man would run wild with you.”
“It means seeing myself clearly—good, bad, beautiful, ugly, faults, mistakes—acknowledging what I really think and feel, and not judging those emotions. Understanding myself. Not censoring it. Having compassion for myself.”