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Hey friend,

I'm going to open up today and tell you something I haven't told anyone before.

There was a season when I was desperate for relief.

My body was struggling so much that my husband was missing work to help at home. I was in therapy. I was doing everything I was “supposed” to do. I wanted healing badly enough that I would have tried almost anything.

So when my therapist suggested meditation, I said yes.

I carved out time. I sat still. I followed the recordings.

And something strange happened.

When the voice said things like “I am a good person” or “I have an important place in the world” or “I am loved,” my body tightened.

Not emotionally. Physically.

My chest would constrict. My throat would close. My stomach would knot. It felt painful, almost threatening.

I remember thinking, Isn’t this supposed to help?

When I told my therapist, she gently encouraged me to keep going.
She said that sometimes affirmations feel uncomfortable at first, and that if I repeated them long enough, one day they wouldn’t hurt anymore.

I was exhausted. I was desperate.
So I kept repeating the words.

And while I wanted to believe they were sinking in, something inside me knew the truth.

My body wasn’t learning to feel good about myself. It was enduring discomfort.

It wasn’t until much later that I understood why.

Those words weren’t landing because my nervous system didn’t feel safe enough to receive them yet.

My body wasn’t rejecting the message.
It was protecting me from something it didn’t trust.

Everything changed when I stopped trying to convince my mind and started working with my body.

When I began using simple, embodied protocols instead of forcing positive language, I noticed something unmistakable.

My body softened.

Not because I told it to.
Because it finally felt safe enough to let go.

And the most surprising part?

Once my nervous system had experienced safety first, those same words no longer hurt.

They didn’t feel forced.
They didn’t feel foreign.
They felt… possible.

I share this because so many people think healing is about pushing through resistance.

Repeating the words.
Doing the thing longer.
Trying harder to believe.

But sometimes resistance isn’t the problem.

Sometimes it’s information.

If you’ve ever tried to heal and felt like your body was fighting you, I want you to know this:

Nothing is wrong with you.
Your system may just need safety before meaning.

More soon.
And thank you for being here.

Warmly,
Kimberlie