It’s okay to cry
She told me as I fought back tears in her office. Just wanting the pain to subside. Not wanting to let it out. Not wanting it to be visible nor audible. Just gone.
And yet I repeated those words tonight to another. And I believed them as I typed them. But I still can’t embrace them.
It’s okay to cry. It’s okay to feel. It’s okay to hurt. It’s okay to grieve.
How many repetitions before I can live these words? How many until I don’t need to remind myself it’s okay?
When will I not only know it’s ok, but also feel it’s okay?