Not letting our pain go to waste.

I feel like a huge weight came off my shoulders, from what I wrote on my last post. 

It was also too much I am still recovering from it.

A podcast I was listening to this weekend said: "don't let the pain go to waste."

In the past months, or years, I keep asking God to help me transform my pain into wisdom. To learn how to use it for better purposes.

The pain that I have endured, and still are, I want to use it to create consciousness and awareness. To help others. To hopefully create a better world for our children, and those struggling with trauma and mental health.

Jenny Lawson said that we don't know about the ripples that we put out there. Hearing this, to me, is healing and it gives me reassurance that my story matters. That I matter. That what I have gone through matters. 

But only if I speak up. Only if I start saying "this is wrong.”

Here,

Paty ♥

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