My tears built the ocean that you brutally threw me in. When you left me to drown, I grew the strength to float. Bravely learned how to swim, and saved myself at shore.
I have never met a strong woman who has never been broken. She had to learn how to pick herself her and carry on. She had to learn how to depend on herself for happiness.
I am on a self-love journey; still learning how to love myself. I carry wounds that I have not yet healed from; some days they seem to disappear and other days they bleed heavily.
