Broken

Sometimes someone or something comes back into your life to remind you of how you used to be. Before the hurt, when you moved in a different space at a different rhythm. For me the reminder is of a time where I was focused on helping others. Where I thought I was saving the world. Before I recognized my real powers. Before I realized that there are people that will hate you for the energy and aura you project. Before I realized I have people that envy and hate the way I move throughout life. I was fighting to help those people discover their own light. They were looking to dim mine.

And every time I am reminded of that period of my life. I realize that I wasn't putting me first. I was humble to a fault. I played myself…and it makes me realize that I am broken…broken in the most beautifully liberating way. Broken into new pieces of me. Broken so that I can rebuild myself to be the center of my universe and to understand that self preservation is the law of the land and I need to protect myself and my energy from broken people. From jealous, envious people. And let them figure their own way out…and learn to put me first. So that I no longer feel broken by others, but WHOLE💖