At first, mindfulness felt useless—just sitting there with all the pain. But little by little, it helped me stop drowning in my memories. It didn’t fix everything, but it gave me space to breathe again.
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At first, mindfulness felt useless—just sitting there with all the pain. But little by little, it helped me stop drowning in my memories. It didn’t fix everything, but it gave me space to breathe again.
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I was skeptical. Honestly, I thought mindfulness was just a buzzword people used when they didn’t have real answers. But one day, I decided to try sitting in silence—not to fix anything, just to breathe. And something strange happened. I noticed how much I was fighting the pain, trying to push it away. When I stopped resisting, I started feeling lighter. Not instantly, not perfectly—but over time. Mindfulness helped me stop drowning in my thoughts. It gave me a way to gently come back to the present when the past tried to drag me under.