Dear Me, I’m Not Over It (Yet) | Pause & Breathe Journal Entry by JBE Mindful Pathways

Pause & Breathe | JujuBee Divine Empress

Journal Entry: Dear Me, I’m Not Over It (Yet)

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Dear Me,

I know you’re tired of talking about it—tired of feeling like you’re the only one still hurting. You keep trying to convince yourself that it’s not a big deal anymore. That you’ve outgrown the ache. That you’re “too wise” to still be wounded. But here’s the truth you keep swallowing like a stone:

You’re not over it yet. And that’s okay.

I know you wake up some mornings with your chest tight and your throat full of words you’ve never said aloud. I know how you scroll past memories pretending they don’t shake something loose inside you. I know the way you apologize—even in your silence—for still feeling things so deeply when the world seems to have moved on without you.

But baby, healing doesn’t work like that. It’s not a straight line. It doesn’t respond to calendars or clocks. It doesn’t care that you’re “doing better now” or that you’ve “come so far.” Sometimes it just sits heavy in your chest, quiet but present, like the echo of a song you used to cry to.

And yes—sometimes it returns uninvited.

Triggered by a smell, a sound, a look, a random Tuesday. A small thing that feels like a tidal wave because your body remembers even when your mind tries to forget. Because you survived it, but pieces of you still live in the room where it happened.

So this is your permission to stop pretending it doesn’t still hurt.

You don’t owe anyone a prettier version of your pain. You don’t have to tie a bow around what broke you just so others can feel comfortable around your cracks. You don’t have to rush to the redemption part of your story to be worthy of love and compassion.

You’re not broken for still aching. You’re human.

And you’re not weak for admitting you’re not over it. You’re brave as hell.

Some wounds don’t close the way we expect. Some stay tender long after the bleeding stops. Some aren’t meant to disappear—they’re meant to remind you of everything you survived.

So keep breathing through it. Keep showing up for yourself. Keep choosing softness even when the world says to harden.

And if all you can do today is sit with the truth that you’re not over it yet?

Then, love, that’s still healing.

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With strength and softness,
~ JujuBee Divine Empress
Founder, JBE Mindful Pathways
Wellness Advocate | Writer | Mother | Still Learning, Always Loving