Sometimes when I am sad, angry, or anxious. My tummy contracts into a small, hard ball and I cannot bring a grain of joy not to mention nutritious food in to my body.
This contraction reminds me that I have turned in to this little ball in my stomach.
I am a hard substance without no hope.
I shrank into a kind of hedgehog. Nothing touches me and I do not touch anything else.
My thorns keep away from me anything good and nothing good even wants to enter me.
Then I remember that no point of light or love can enter my ball that way.
I keep everything away from me and it make me feel worse.
My bad feelings take over and I cannot breathe.
And all I want is that these feelings will be erase from me as if they were not.
there any more
The ball in my stomach is my sign that the best way to keep those emotions away is to give them a place to be heard.
I cry them out or write them or just tell myself it's okay to feel them.
I love those feelings as well.
And here the change begins because I have begun to bring love into the darkness,. A spark of hope and love begins the change.
Love has so much power.
I loved myself for who I am
Let the love and hope come in to the darkness #love #brokenheart #hope #runningmom #אהבהאינסופית #לב שבור#אהבה