A trip down trauma lane

I’m so far away from my comfort zone rn… 250 miles to be precise. Denmark. I feel a thought away from a nervous breakdown, and a moment away from the breakthrough of a lifetime. Meanwhile, I’m using every breath to use prayers as my lifeline before this trauma makes me flat line. Remaining mindful when my mind’s full of ugly memories feels like slacklining. Lord is impeccable with the perfect timing. I never saw this trip coming.

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