Rewrite

Rewrite.

Rewrite the narrative you tell yourself.

Rewrite that negative story, that one that consumes you and swallows you whole.

Rewrite that story that tells you that you are not enough, that one that keeps you up at night.

Rewrite that story that keeps you stuck, that story you accept because one person, one moment, took away your power.

Rewrite the belief that you have to stay in a place that no longer serves you.

Rewrite the stories where you allowed people to define you, where you gripped on to the labels they gave you.

Rewrite the pain that holds a permanent place in your heart, scribble it out, throw it away.

Rewrite the heartbreak you once endured, the one that left you crying and begging for more.

Rewrite your victimhood, lying to yourself that the world is stacked against you.

Rewrite the idea that you have to be perfect to be loved.

Rewrite the idea that you have to be loud to be heard.

Rewrite the idea that your money and status determines your worth.

Rewrite the idea that anyone is better than you or that you are better than anyone.

Rewrite the idea that in order to be love, that you must be loved.

Rewrite the lies the world told you, that your body is not your own.

Rewrite the belief that your past dictates your future.

Rewrite your future if you do not like your present.

Rewrite the narrative that this pain is permanent.

Rewrite your story. Write now.