There is a moment in healing that feels less like victory and more like grief.
Grief for the time you spent surviving what you never should have had to endure.
Grief for the version of you who kept saying “I’m okay” while quietly unraveling.
Returning to yourself isn’t about shame.
It’s about compassion catching up to truth.
God does not rush this moment.
He sits with you in it.
Scripture reminds us that healing doesn’t begin with condemnation, but with honesty:
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
Psalm 34:18
If today brings tears, let them come.
Tears are not weakness. They are release.
And sometimes, they are the doorway home.