Thriving not Surviving ♥️

You know, when people hear the word "therapy," they often picture lying on a couch, talking to someone in a quiet office. But I've learned that healing isn't a one-size-fits-all journey.

Every week, I sit down with my therapist, it's one of the best decisions I've ever made. There's something powerful about having someone who listens, who helps you untangle the knots in your mind. And you know what? It's absolutely okay to need this support. In fact, it's more than okay - it's brave.

But my healing journey doesn't stop when I leave that office. I've discovered that therapy comes in many forms, each one touching a different part of my soul. When I roll out my yoga mat, that's therapy. Every stretch, every breath, every moment of connection between my body and mind - it's all part of the healing process.

Nature has become my outdoor therapist. There's something magical about standing beneath tall trees or feeling grass beneath my feet. And the beach? Oh, the beach is my special place. The rhythm of the waves, the salt air, it's like the ocean carries away my worries.

I've embraced mindfulness and meditation, learning to sit with my thoughts instead of running from them. It wasn't easy at first - my mind was like a hampster running in wheel! But gradually, I learned to find peace in the quiet moments. Self reiki sessions have added another dimension to my healing, helping me balance my energy and find deeper connection with myself.

Staying active is another crucial piece of my therapy puzzle. Whether it's a walk in the pool walk in nature or simply taking a long walk movement helps me process emotions and clear my mind.

I couldn't do this healing journey alone. None of us can, really. We need different tools, different approaches, different forms of support. Sometimes it's professional help, sometimes it's the whisper of wind through trees, sometimes it's the steady rhythm of our own breath.

My healing journey is uniquely mine, but the message is universal: there's no shame in seeking help, no shame in trying different paths to healing, and absolutely no shame in taking care of your mental health. Because at the end of the day, we're all just trying to become better versions of ourselves, one therapy session and whatever form that takes.

Have you ever felt like you're slowly disappearing, piece by piece, only to find yourself again in the most unexpected moments?

That's been my journey lately, battling through this  winter with a body that seems to be fighting against me. Chronic illness isn't just physical pain – it's a constant companion.