Sensitive, intuitive, sensing and recognising bullshit before it's even been expressed made things somewhat uncomfortable for me. To be told pretty much from birth that whatever I sensed or 'knew' was not the reality, caused me to lose trust in myself and join in with the torture through self-sabotage and an innate inability for self love.
Consequently I found myself in a lonely and isolated place in my mind and heart, I know this is by no means a unique experience. Mine has been a long and challenging journey to this point, we all of course have our journeys, and depending upon one's cosmic perspective there may be other journeys to add to the mix.
A young family member was discovered deceased in her student accommodation last week, and every time there is a death in the family it brings a huge amount of patterns and issues to the surface as these things tend to do. Previously I have been the one to deal with these situations, this time thankfully it is not directly mine to deal with, yet I still find myself stepping into over responsibility.
I have reached a point whereby a choice has to be made, whether I want to or even can create a new life for myself after some serious spiritual dismantling over the last twelve years. I may as well come out with it upfront so to speak, I have a multi-dimensional appreciation of existence here and on other energetic levels, so for me this isn't a physical thing, although it has a physical impact, it is far more of an emotional and mental journey to self love and trust in myself.
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