🗝️ Entry 025 // Locked From the Inside
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I used to beg the world to let me in.
But the truth was—I’d locked myself out.
Trauma doesn’t just build walls.
It builds mirrors too.
I kept trying to walk through my own reflection,
mistaking it for a window.
Healing felt like betrayal.
Because I didn’t know who I was without the pain.
So I clung to it like a name.
Gospel 025:
Some cages don’t need keys.
Just courage.
🗝️ Reflection:
What part of you is still keeping you locked away?