You are not broken. I know that sometimes it feels like you are.When your heart races for no reason.When you're exhausted from hypervigilance.When yo
You are not broken.
I know that sometimes it feels like you are.
When your heart races for no reason.
When you’re exhausted from hypervigilance.
When your body tenses at sounds, smells, or places others walk through without fear.
When your mind replays the past like it’s happening all over againâand you canât press pause.
When you wonder if you’re too much for anyone to stay.
Too tired. Too triggered. Too complicated.
But hear me clearly:
You are not broken. You are living through what tried to destroy you.
Your brain learned how to protect you. Your body learned how to hold it all in.
You adapted to surviveâand that is nothing short of divine intelligence.
You don’t owe anyone a perfect, polished version of healing.
You donât have to explain the invisible injuries.
You donât need to hide your hard days to be loved, respected, or honored.
You are allowed to take up space.
To pause.
To cry.
To rage.
To not be okay.
And to still be deeply worthy of tenderness, joy, safety, and rest.
You may not have asked for this journeyâbut you deserve to heal without shame.
Let this be your permission slip to be human.
Let this be your reminder:
You are sacred. You are surviving. You are still here.
You are not broken.
You are becoming.
And I am so proud of you.
With love,
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⨠7 Soul-Deep Affirmations for the Woman Living with PTSD
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I am not weak for needing time, space, or care. I am healing at the speed of love.
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Even when my body shakes and my thoughts spiral, I am still sacred. I am still whole.
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My story does not need to be neat to be true. My pain does not need to be justified to matter.
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I am not hard to loveâI am worthy of gentle presence, patient arms, and soft understanding.
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I will no longer rush myself just to make others comfortable. I choose to honor my own rhythm.
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There is strength in the fact that I survived. There is grace in the fact that Iâm still here.
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I am allowed to fall apart and still be loved. I am allowed to rest. I am allowed to begin again.