Permission to Heal

A moment and then another

I only exist in the space of the other. My strength, my joy, my love - We are the moments we share.

I have no title, no absolutes, no fixed adornment. I am not submissive in the sense that it is in me and absent in another. I am what I am at the time that I am. I am submissive to all and to no one. I submit to the world in complete faith of its wisdom, acceptance, love and deliverance.

I cannot be defined in absolutes but can be labelled with qualifiers just for common understanding and no more - ever disrupting, ever changing, ever subsiding, ever becoming.

I grow into another and another. Or is it that I strip down to become less and less.

13 hours ago. Wednesday, May 6, 2026 at 8:40 PM

These are healing tears. They are the purging of pain and my expression of gratitude. They are evidence that I have opened my wounds - some old and some new, the same patterned spiral with the same question - how did I end up here, again? Déjà vu. The same but different.

Will I tell myself the same thing? Never again. I will see. I will know better. I will listen.

But do you know what? There’s going to be more pain and more struggle. But I can trust; I have proof; I just forget. Because of the pain. But the pain is beauty, if I let go.

So open the doors: purge, release, bleed, cry, rest.

Let the light in.

Let love in.

Let yourself be taken care of.

Let yourself be little.

Let go.

Eat this blessed food.

And swim in this blessed water.

Cry an ocean of tears.

Let the ocean take you.

Thank you,

I love you.

A Cloud​(sub female)​{Owned}

A moment and then another

Permission to Heal

A Cloud(sub female){Owned}