We hurt ourselves in many different ways. Sometimes we know we’re doing it, sometimes we don’t. For me, depression, anxiety, shame, self harm, and almost 10 years of drug abuse and addiction left their marks. But wounds heal when we have the right medicine.
I found yoga when I was a young child, learning through books and VHS videos with my mum. I came to formal practice back in 2009, I found that medicine, and slowly but surely healing happens. We underestimate our capacity for change and growth by such a huge measure. It takes time, but there’s a point where we stop being defined by our scars and are instead defined by our healing.