Acceptance is…
The hardest pill to swallow. It consumes you and engulfs you in a way in which you prevent yourself from acknowledging what is, and what once was.
It’s taking the time to understand and recognize the results of the previously occurred action. Sometimes it’s good. Sometimes it’s bad.
It’s the feeling of being forced to move on. You’re constantly told to “get over it” and “it is what it is.” And sometimes it’s easy. And other times, what will be, is not always what it should have been.
Often times, it weighs on you and feels like you’re drowning in questions with no clear explanation. Not even a “Why?” With absolutely no sense of direction.
It can consist of analyzing life in what feels like “this is so amazing!” or “everything is a complete mess.”
Other times, it can be closure. A stepping stone towards healing. It comes from getting that clear and definitive answer that you so desperately and eagerly waited for. Or it’s that long overdue apology you craved, from that someone who hurt you and broke your heart.
It’s saying “Okay, this happened.” Followed by moving on about your day. It’s that feeling of moving on with the next chapter in your story or simply opening a whole other book.
And, it’s the moment in your life, when you close your eyes and reopen them to see that you’re still here, and there is still so much more to learn and do. That feeling of having to relearn how to breathe or even walk again, after having found yourself get lost.
Its knowing that you’re going to be “Okay.”
Acceptance is…
