It’s getting really tiring having these discoveries hit me again and again. I am in the season of new beginnings, new blessings, forgiving myself – forgiveness I’m unsure if I’ll ever be able to do. I’m such a shame there’s no way to even come close to forgiveness. What an awful way to think about anyone, primarily yourself. Why is my inner voice so negative; my inner critic so loud. Where do I find silence? I think that’s the real question I need to be asking. Find silence. Writing brings silence. Prayer brings silence. Sobriety brings silence. Now that I’ve identified how to silence my inner critic, it’s time to act in accordance with the blessings around me.
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