When people give me compliments, I feel as if I hear them while holding my breath, like I’m internally resisting and not taking them in. But if someone gives me criticism, I ruminate and feel it deep in my bones. My mind and body are a messed up system.
But I deserve better than that. I deserve more than a broken system I inherited from my family. I want more for myself, and to breathe in the good too. I am worthy of positive things, and of recovery.