You are allowed to be well. You are allowed to more than survive. You are allowed to believe in yourself and all you are becoming. You are allowed to trust yourself and your instincts. You are allowed to liberate yourself.

Your light is not the betrayal of your trauma or anyone else's, it is the medicine for it. Your tenderness does not negate what you've been through... It's proof of the fact that you are not anything that has ever happened to you.

You are allowed to be bright, and beautiful and present and alive. It's a rebellious and beautiful and wholesome thing to sing your soul's song. You are allowed to triumph, you are allowed to succeed. You are allowed to rise, and you are allowed to fly.

You are allowed to let go of your grip on suffering and sameness. You are allowed to be, here, now, and you are allowed to be YOU.