Unlearning Broken

 

For a long time, I longed for something fundamental: to be seen, truly seen, for who I am. It felt like a distant dream, a hope I kept tucked away. Many of you may have glimpsed fragments of my inner world through the cryptic messages and eye-centric photos I've shared. My eyes, I believe, speak volumes—they reflect the emotions I feel and the emotions I see in others. The reason I used to let my hair cover my eyes was to hide my emotions from those who could decipher them, as I could do with theirs. My eyes also served as a partial mask, a way to show a piece of myself while hiding the vulnerability I felt, the deep-seated feeling of being broken.

Recently, something shifted. A ripple of change has begun, and for the first time, I feel a sense of being truly witnessed. It's a profound and emotional experience. This change, I know, is the result of one person's courage and efforts to bridge a long-standing gap. The influence of their actions is now creating new possibilities for all of us.

For so long, I built walls and learned to be someone I wasn't, and now, I'm faced with the daunting but hopeful task of dismantling those walls and relearning how to simply be. To let myself be loved, to accept that perhaps the brokenness I felt wasn't the truth of who I am.

This journey of unlearning and healing will take time. Please know that I appreciate your presence in my life, whether you've been close or at a distance. Your support, understanding, and even just witnessing this moment means more than words can say. I am trying to navigate this new reality, to reconcile the old feelings with this emerging sense of acceptance. Until I fully embrace this new chapter, there may still be shadows, but know that I am moving towards the light.

With love,
Sara

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