Healing Isn’t Linear

Some days feel like victory. Others feel like relapse in disguise.
You wake up hopeful one morning, and by evening, you’re drowning in the same thoughts you swore you left behind. But that doesn’t mean you’re failing. It means you’re healing.

Healing isn’t this straight, upward path. It’s messy. It loops back on itself. Some steps forward feel like crawling. And some days, just getting out of bed is the bravest thing you’ll do.

I used to think I was broken because I couldn’t just “get better.” I’d take two steps forward and then trip over guilt, over shame, over the weight of my own past. But what I’ve learned is—those moments don’t erase the progress. They are the progress.

Every time I choose not to give up, I’m healing.
Every time I cry and still show up the next day, I’m healing.
Every time I feel the urge to self-destruct but breathe instead, I’m healing.

You are not a failure because you’re still in process. You’re human.
And every breath you take in the direction of growth matters—even when it’s a shaky one.

So give yourself grace. Be proud of the small wins.
And remember: healing isn’t a race. It’s a return to yourself.
One breath, one stumble, one rise at a time.