Give yourself permission to cry in the car. Most days are filled with life as usual, and you have to assume the role as “The Strong One”. Allowing yourself to feel doesn’t mean that you haven’t progressed in your healing...it just means that on this day, at this moment, you’re choosing to recognize your grief. And it’s okay. I just raced out of Starbucks because I felt “it” rising up in my throat...made it to my car just in time to have a good, glasses-off, ugly cry. I had to acknowledge that huge void that is now ever-present; I chose not to suppress it, but to let it come out naturally.
So I gave myself permission to cry in the car. Now I can go back to being gangster. ✊🏾
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