"So, once again, I trot out that word. Acceptance."
X, I had to read it a few times and quite my heart to write to you. What stayed with me was your journey. Just because we accept something doesn't mean the significance or the weight of pain is lost.
Your honesty makes this piece extremely wise to me. Because truth is always wise. Hugs and all the best my friend.
We can understand and know the weight intimately but it doesn’t mean a life without it is not a possibility. Again, thank you for reading my words and also for letting them in enough to feel them. It truly does mean a lot. Sending hugs right back to you. X
This resonated with me so much, making me think of my situation with my parents, about how they handled my teenage pregnancy, and kept the truth from me for all of their lives. I felt the rage and had to come to terms with the fact I could never ask them anything about back then. But the rage also left me (it does flare up sometimes) and I recognize what you say in that last paragraph, finding life more peaceful.
I think it will ebb and flow. There are days where I’m very frustrated, but that all-consuming rage is gone. I’m sorry you had the experience that you did. I always feel sad when people say they resonated with my words, as it’s never nice knowing another person knows this kind of hurt. Sending hugs.
There is a great deal of wisdom in learning to accept what cannot be changed while still choosing how we live today. Whatever path brings us to that place, it truly is a gift.
Thank you for sharing such a thoughtful encouragement.
There is so much wisdom in your distinction between forgiveness and acceptance. Society often imposes a narrative that we must forgive to move on, which can feel like a secondary violation when deep harm or neglect has occurred. Your realization—that the rage simply left, leaving room for acceptance of what was without needing to rewrite the past—is profoundly liberating. Acceptance doesn't mean condoning their failure; it simply means refusing to let the weight of that past consume the present.
That’s very kind of you to say. I don’t even know if it is a refusal. Simply an acknowledgement of what is. Sounds simplistic.. but it truly was how it felt at the time. ❤️
I don't think it sounds simplistic at all. In fact, it feels incredibly honest. Sometimes our biggest shifts don't come because we force ourselves into a new way of thinking—they come because, after carrying something for so long, we finally see it as it is.
There was something very peaceful about the way you described that moment, and I think that's what stayed with me most. Thank you for sharing it so thoughtfully.
You have touched me so much with the lovely words you have left on this post. Thank you so much. Truly. You have no idea how you’ve made me feel right now, and I am so grateful.
Thank you so much. ❤️ I think your honesty made this conversation possible. All I did was respond to what your words stirred in me. I'm grateful you shared something so genuine with all of us.
thats so wonderful for you that the rage left - it's a testament to your strength and learning
Thank you, May. x
"So, once again, I trot out that word. Acceptance."
X, I had to read it a few times and quite my heart to write to you. What stayed with me was your journey. Just because we accept something doesn't mean the significance or the weight of pain is lost.
Your honesty makes this piece extremely wise to me. Because truth is always wise. Hugs and all the best my friend.
We can understand and know the weight intimately but it doesn’t mean a life without it is not a possibility. Again, thank you for reading my words and also for letting them in enough to feel them. It truly does mean a lot. Sending hugs right back to you. X
This resonated with me so much, making me think of my situation with my parents, about how they handled my teenage pregnancy, and kept the truth from me for all of their lives. I felt the rage and had to come to terms with the fact I could never ask them anything about back then. But the rage also left me (it does flare up sometimes) and I recognize what you say in that last paragraph, finding life more peaceful.
I think it will ebb and flow. There are days where I’m very frustrated, but that all-consuming rage is gone. I’m sorry you had the experience that you did. I always feel sad when people say they resonated with my words, as it’s never nice knowing another person knows this kind of hurt. Sending hugs.
Yes, I recognize what you say about the all-consuming rage. That indeed is gone.
Thank you for your kind words, and sending hugs right back 😊
The higher power granted you the serenity to accept what cannot be changed. Take this. It may be the best gift you ever receive......
Thank you. ❤️
Thank you, Dianne. 🤍
There is a great deal of wisdom in learning to accept what cannot be changed while still choosing how we live today. Whatever path brings us to that place, it truly is a gift.
Thank you for sharing such a thoughtful encouragement.
There is so much wisdom in your distinction between forgiveness and acceptance. Society often imposes a narrative that we must forgive to move on, which can feel like a secondary violation when deep harm or neglect has occurred. Your realization—that the rage simply left, leaving room for acceptance of what was without needing to rewrite the past—is profoundly liberating. Acceptance doesn't mean condoning their failure; it simply means refusing to let the weight of that past consume the present.
That’s very kind of you to say. I don’t even know if it is a refusal. Simply an acknowledgement of what is. Sounds simplistic.. but it truly was how it felt at the time. ❤️
I really appreciate that distinction. 🤍
I don't think it sounds simplistic at all. In fact, it feels incredibly honest. Sometimes our biggest shifts don't come because we force ourselves into a new way of thinking—they come because, after carrying something for so long, we finally see it as it is.
There was something very peaceful about the way you described that moment, and I think that's what stayed with me most. Thank you for sharing it so thoughtfully.
You have touched me so much with the lovely words you have left on this post. Thank you so much. Truly. You have no idea how you’ve made me feel right now, and I am so grateful.
Thank you so much. ❤️ I think your honesty made this conversation possible. All I did was respond to what your words stirred in me. I'm grateful you shared something so genuine with all of us.
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