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“The Body Remembers”
I learned early
that silence could be a survival skill.
That if I stayed small enough, still enough,
I could disappear
into the wallpaper,
into the hum of someone else’s rage.
They told me,
time heals all wounds.
But no one warned me
about the kind that heal on the outside
and rot beneath the scar.
No one said
the body keeps scorecards
of every unspoken scream.
I used to call it strength
—this tightening in my chest,
this smile that hid like a ghost
behind my teeth.
But strength is not
how well you can carry
what was never meant to be carried.
Strength
is setting it down.
I am learning
to name what once went unnamed.
To trace the outlines of my hurt
with gentle hands
instead of judgment.
To whisper to the trembling parts of me:
“You are not too much.
You are not too late.
You are still here.”
And when my voice shakes,
that is not weakness—
that is memory leaving the body.
That is power being reborn
through sound.
So here I am—
spilling truth into the air
like it’s holy.
Every word
a small rebellion
against the silence that tried to keep me.
The body remembers, yes—
but so does the soul.
And I am finally listening
to both.
You don’t have to keep feeling numb or detached. Therapy can help you reconnect with joy — one safe step at a time. If this speaks to you, please feel free to reach out. I would love to be part of your healing journey.
