I walked a life full to the brim with shame. I was not treating myself kindly and listening to my needs. As I ignored my voice and crying intuition, I slowly began to let go of myself entirely. The more I gave into shame, the less I strength I had to find the light and truth. My body wept in hopes I would come to my senses. As I dismissed my needs even further, my body grew less inclined to ask for help since it started to adapt to my wrong doings. I was aware of the mistreatment and longed to get out of the dark place, but I was too weak to help myself and too silent to speak. At last, my body had enough. My habitual patterns of muting myself did not see what was coming. Out of the blue, it felt as if my body had turned on me. My breath felt short and I could not speak fully. I knew this was a signal. I knew this wasn’t against me but it was a means for me to wake up from the blinded mindset and come back to my truth. It was time, long overdue in fact, to help myself, yet again. I could no longer treat myself unkindly. I realized how precious my temple is and how I cannot take advantage of such a powerful gift. If my body is living to serve, heal and always support me, why is it so hard to give it the same thing? It’s hard when I am not in my body. But if I am truly connected and working with my body to expand and love myself unconditionally, then the process of healing is easy, if my desire to support my body is just as strong as its desire to support me.