i sent love to my brain today.
because she’s been through it.
because she’s carried me through firestorms of grief, trauma, chaos, & heartbreak.
& sometimes, she still flinches at shadows that look like old flames.
for a long time, i shamed her for that.
i got embarrassed when i slipped into old patterns. i’d think,
“why am i still like this?
haven’t i healed enough? haven’t i done enough work?”
but today was different.
today, i caught myself reaching for the old familiar: the worry, the self-abandonment, the self-criticism. & instead of “attacking” myself for it, i paused.
i said: “ahh, look at me, noticing. look at me, aware. that’s growth.”
i congratulated my brain for catching it.
i celebrated my nervous system for still being alive, still trying to protect me.
i honored my scars instead of wishing them away.
because the truth is: the brain remembers. the body remembers.
sometimes, the brain forgets on purpose — tucking certain memories away to keep us safe until we’re ready to face them.
but the body never forgets. it carries the echoes, the tension, the instinct to protect.
it whispers through triggers & tightness, reminding the brain of what once felt dangerous.
& when we meet those signals with curiosity instead of fear, the body learns it’s safe to release — & the brain learns it’s safe to remember.
when you’ve been through hard shit, those grooves run deep.
but every time you choose compassion over judgement, you start carving a new path.
a softer one. a freer one.
so i sent love to my brain today.
for all the times she thought she was keeping me safe.
for the way she notices now, even if she stumbles.
for the courage it takes to rewire, to relearn, to risk loving myself anyway.
& you know what?
love felt better than shame.
compassion felt better than punishment.
celebration felt better than perfection.
maybe healing isn’t about “fixing” ourselves at all.
maybe it’s about thanking the parts of us that kept us alive — while showing them it’s safe to try something new.
so if you catch yourself slipping today — into old fears, old habits, old patterns — try this with me:
send love to your brain.
she’s doing her best. & that’s worth celebrating.
