
There is a part of me that once felt untamed.
It rose without warning, spoke without pause,
and often left me unsettled.
I feared it—
not because it was strong,
but because it was uncontrolled.
So I began the quiet work.
Not to erase it,
but to understand it.
To guide it instead of being guided by it.
I learned to pause.
To breathe.
To listen before I speak.
To choose gentleness when I felt sharpness.
When that part of me stirs,
I meet it with grace.
I guide it, not fight it.
I’ve made peace with the part of me that once felt like war.
Slowly, this part of me became less of a battle and more of a teacher.
It showed me patience,
it taught me strength,
and it reminded me that growth is possible.
I am still learning.
But I am no longer afraid.
I am guiding the part of me
that once tried to guide me.
This is growth.
This is healing.
This is me.
With a victorious smile,
HerSplendidThoughts

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