The Scars of My Heart. 

The most valuable things we own are our trust, our loyalty, and most importantly our love. They’re also the pillars to any great relationship. When did it become so cheap? I admit, I’ve been a fool, and handed out my most valuable possessions to people who don’t deserve it. I’ve had my trust, my loyalty and my heart broken. What was I to expect? Low grade individuals will never really know how to handle anything that’s not cheap.

But i had nobody but myself to blame for the faults I’ve made over the years. I’ve learnt that trust, loyalty, and love can only be given to those who recognise your worth as well as their own.I had a few scars before I finally realised what it meant to love myself. When you’re left with yourself to fight the war in your mind, you leave yourself a lifetime worth of wounds. But when there’s nobody but yourself left to battle – the war stops.

It’s sad that it took pain for me to distinguish how important I am. It took great strength in accepting that I matter, even if I don’t to somebody else. Irrespective of what others have inflicted on me, I respect myself. I wouldn’t have learnt that lesson, if it didn’t break in the first place. That’s how I know when it does break, it will shatter every single part of you.

Here is some free advice from the throne;

Hug the storm as your bones crush under the lies, and your heart tears from the pain. You’ll drown in the darkness, you’ll allow the demons in the dark to bruise you until you ache. You’ll listen to the pieces of your heart fall at your feet, and physically feel them shred out of your heart. Let it.

Let it destroy every single part of you, until you feel like you don’t have a soul. Drown until you can’t feel anything anymore. But when you’re done fighting with yourself, when your eyes start to crave the light, when you’re ready to live again – you become the storm.

When it’s over you won’t even remember how you got through it, you’ll just remember surviving. You might even second guess whether the storm is really over, maybe it isn’t. All that matters, is the person that walked out of it, won’t be the same person that walked in.

You love the person who walked out of that storm until your last breath. Don’t look for a ride or die in places you get lost, and hurt. Your ride and die is nobody other than yourself. Kiss your own fingertips, and hug your own curves. You are a goddess, and don’t let that ever go forgotten. You are your longest commitment, you hold so much value, you worth runs for miles – you prioritise yourself because that is the only person you’ll ever need.

– You are yours before you are anyone else’s.

Love, Always

Nm x 

13 Comments Add yours

  1. “It’s sad that it took pain for me to distinguish how important I am.” Wow, that was so deep! I’m sorry that you had to go through so much, but I’m extremely thrilled at the fact that you’re overcoming it.

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    1. NM says:

      There’s never any rainbows without that little bit of rain..

      Thank you for reading ❤️

      Like

  2. NM you’re so pretty. Keep the smile pasted on, no matter what!

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    1. NM says:

      Thank you so much! X

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      1. My pleasure Hun!! Big huggles to a beauty!! 💝💝

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      2. NM says:

        ❤️❤️❤️

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  3. Nothing is more beautiful than the thought that one is beautiful. The day we stop giving people discounts who aren’t worthy of it and love our own self before everyone else is when we would be able to love everyone else. Lovely post!!! Something that i truly believe in!! ❤

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    1. NM says:

      I couldn’t agree more..

      Thank you so much for having a read X

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  4. And totally forgot to mention – You look beautiful in that pic girl!!!

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    1. NM says:

      Hehe, thank youuuuuu ❤️

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  5. Kieran says:

    Hey! Thanks for liking my post.

    This post is fantastic. “Hug the storm as your bones crush under the lies, and your heart tears from the pain.” Very poetic! I love it.

    Keep it up 🙂

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    1. NM says:

      Thank you so much X

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