For a long time I craved to be rescued by another.

When I began to empower myself, I compensated by vowing to be my own rescuer.

As I find more balance, I begin to accept that I need others to reflect and support me while I befriend and rescue myself.

It is a dance of interdependence and sovereignty.

When you survive interpersonal trauma, it can feel like a violation to open your heart to others again. Ironically, the gates to your own heart are often frozen shut as well. It is a team effort to rebuild safety within and without. Recovery involves honoring your no, loving yourself and learning to trust safe relationships.

Then, we are our own rescuer, choosing to love again, however that looks.

Opening our hearts to ourselves and to the world despite experiencing all the ugly.