Spoiler Alert: Healing Will Break You Before It Makes You Whole

Because true transformation rarely comes wrapped in comfort.

Healing doesn’t always look like light.
Sometimes it looks like the shadow that returns.

It’s not a straight or gentle path.
It’s a descent: sometimes subtle, sometimes abrupt.
Like winter preparing the earth silently, without asking permission.

There’s a trap in believing that healing means getting better.
Healing, in truth, is remembering.
It’s touching what hurt once again, this time with company.
It’s learning to stay where you once fled.
It’s dismantling the idea that you must be someone else to deserve love.

Much of what we call “functioning” is just adapting to pain.

And sometimes, what scares us most isn’t the suffering, but the possibility of change.
Because change disrupts.
And for a while, everything feels uncertain.
But there, in that space where you no longer know who you are but don’t want to return to what was, something is stirring.

No one can heal for you.
But you don’t have to do it alone.

And even if it doesn’t feel like it, if you’re feeling, doubting, searching—you’ve already begun.

Healing isn’t a destination. It’s a courageous act of self-love.
— Reflections from the Therapy Room