If you ask me about hope, I’ll tell you about the days when it knocks on my door and I don’t answer. When it comes to soften edges and feed phantoms. When it’s the cruel caller, the corpse at the door. When it waits dead. On those days, I don’t want what it brings, so I become the wind. I tear the roof from this house and the sky falls in: old wounds shake loose.
I had a conversation with a friend recently who asked me this question. At first I thought, how can I even answer this when I’m not truly free myself? The question I needed to first ask myself was, what is it that holds me back?
The answer is guilt.
Sometimes we fixate on our mistakes. We replay them over and over in our minds. We recognize our mistakes, and we own them, but we struggle with forgiving ourselves and letting it go.
Imprisoned by guilt, we’re doing time for being human.
If you don’t let go of guilt, you are consumed by it. It steals joy. It makes it really hard to be present in the moment because it keeps you tethered to the past.
So you’re not perfect. No one is.
The things you can’t change, those past mistakes… let them fall away. Abandon the idea of perfection. Embrace your beautiful truths. Celebrate your authentic self. Show yourself the same kindness that you do others.
You are worthy.
It’s only when we learn to give ourselves grace that we can truly set ourselves free.