Grit and Grace

Stuck somewhere in-between... healing and hurt... acceptance and rage... Grieving the past and planning the future... Accepting where I am and refusing to settle. Letting go of love and trying not to form hate. The truth will set you free... It is all I have left. How I tell it will be somewhere between Grit and Grace 🖤

There are times in life when we find ourselves standing in the middle ground, somewhere between where we’ve been and where we’re going. It’s an uncomfortable place. It’s raw. It’s real. And it’s exactly where I find myself right now.

Stuck somewhere in-between… healing and hurt… acceptance and rage. Life has this way of making us feel everything at once, doesn’t it? You can feel like you’re making progress, moving forward, and then suddenly, you’re pulled right back into the ache of what was. The past has its claws, but so does the future. I’m grieving what was, yet also trying to plan what will be. It’s like my soul is constantly pulled in two directions, stretching and testing my resilience.

Then there’s that balance between acceptance and refusal. I’m trying to accept where I am, but I can’t – and won’t – settle here. It’s as if my heart whispers, “This isn’t it. There’s more.” And I believe that. I truly do. But even in that acceptance, there’s a refusal. A refusal to stay in the darkness, to let the pain define me, to let this be the end of my story.

Letting go of love isn’t easy either. But sometimes, it’s necessary. There’s an urge to let resentment creep in, to close off and build walls. But hate? No. I’m learning that hate is just another prison. So here I am, trying to let go without letting bitterness settle in my heart.

“The truth will set you free…” It’s a saying we’ve all heard, but there’s a weight to those words that I’ve only recently started to understand. Truth is powerful, yes, but it’s also terrifying. Truth brings clarity, and clarity can sometimes be painful. But in that truth, there’s freedom – freedom from illusions, from the past, from the expectations I once held so tightly.

So, here I am, left with nothing but truth. How I choose to tell it, though… that’s up to me. And I know it will be a journey walked with both grit and grace. Grit, because this road isn’t easy, and I’ll need every ounce of strength to keep moving forward. Grace, because I’ll stumble along the way. I’ll make mistakes. I’ll need forgiveness – from others and from myself.

Life doesn’t offer us clear-cut paths or perfect answers. Instead, it gives us this messy, beautiful middle ground. And maybe, just maybe, that’s where the real magic happens. Somewhere between healing and hurt, acceptance and rage, letting go and holding on, grit and grace… that’s where I’ll find myself. That’s where I’ll find the freedom I’ve been searching for. 🖤