Abraann creativity Ankara World

Abraann creativity Ankara World

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Please what part of lagos can someone get one bedroom and parlor apartment for 150-180k
A brother needs urgent help

You’re not healing because your body still thinks you’re in a warzone.
Yes, even with your green smoothies.
Even with your sea moss and your 5AM journaling.
Even with all the “high-performance” habits you copied from some guy on YouTube.
Let’s stop lying to ourselves.
Healing is not just about food, supplements, or routines.
It’s about safety.
And some of you are still sleeping beside what your body sees as a threat.
A man you don’t trust.
A woman with venom as potent as black mamba.
A job that’s killing your soul.
A house that feels like trauma in wallpaper form.
You think your problem is your gut?
It’s not just your gut.
It’s your nervous system.
Your body is still bracing.
Still waiting for the next shout.
The next slap.
The next betrayal.
The next emotional landmine.
So, you’re bloated.
You’re not ovulating.
Your digestion is trash.
Your libido is gone.
Your cortisol is always high.
Your sleep is a joke.
Because your biology is not ******.
It won’t heal in danger.
And safety is not a Pinterest board—it’s a signal.
You want to heal?
Ask yourself:
– Do I feel safe in this body?
– Do I feel safe in this bed?
– Do I feel safe in this life?
Because until the answer is YES…
Your healing will remain halfway.
Your hormones will keep fighting you.
Your organs will keep holding their breath.
You can’t meditate your way out of a toxic marriage.
You can’t supplement your way through chronic disrespect.
You can’t turmeric your way through emotional neglect.
Sometimes the cure is not another protocol.
It’s leaving the damn room.
Your body has been whispering.
Now it’s screaming.
Create safety.
Not just strategy.
Not just schedules.
Safety.
That’s where healing begins.

My love for you runs so deep
that sometimes it overwhelms me.
I get jealous, not because I don’t trust you,
but because I care so much.
I worry about losing you,
not because you’ve given me a reason to,
but because the thought of life without you is unbearable.
I get angry,
not out of frustration,
but because my heart feels everything so intensely when it comes to you.
Every emotion I feel is rooted in how much
I love you, how much I need you.
You are my everything,
and I can’t imagine a world where we’re not together.
Losing you is not an option,
because my heart belongs to you,
now and always.
➥𝐼𝑓 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑡 & 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒⇅
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#youaremylife

You’re not healing because your body still thinks you’re in a warzone.
Yes, even with your green smoothies.
Even with your sea moss and your 5AM journaling.
Even with all the “high-performance” habits you copied from some guy on YouTube.
Let’s stop lying to ourselves.
Healing is not just about food, supplements, or routines.
It’s about safety.
And some of you are still sleeping beside what your body sees as a threat.
A man you don’t trust.
A woman with venom as potent as black mamba.
A job that’s killing your soul.
A house that feels like trauma in wallpaper form.
You think your problem is your gut?
It’s not just your gut.
It’s your nervous system.
Your body is still bracing.
Still waiting for the next shout.
The next slap.
The next betrayal.
The next emotional landmine.
So, you’re bloated.
You’re not ovulating.
Your digestion is trash.
Your libido is gone.
Your cortisol is always high.
Your sleep is a joke.
Because your biology is not ******.
It won’t heal in danger.
And safety is not a Pinterest board—it’s a signal.
You want to heal?
Ask yourself:
– Do I feel safe in this body?
– Do I feel safe in this bed?
– Do I feel safe in this life?
Because until the answer is YES…
Your healing will remain halfway.
Your hormones will keep fighting you.
Your organs will keep holding their breath.
You can’t meditate your way out of a toxic marriage.
You can’t supplement your way through chronic disrespect.
You can’t turmeric your way through emotional neglect.
Sometimes the cure is not another protocol.
It’s leaving the damn room.
Your body has been whispering.
Now it’s screaming.
Create safety.
Not just strategy.
Not just schedules.
Safety.
That’s where healing begins.

Try Your Best 💪🏽

You’re not healing because your body still thinks you’re in a warzone.
Yes, even with your green smoothies.
Even with your sea moss and your 5AM journaling.
Even with all the “high-performance” habits you copied from some guy on YouTube.
Let’s stop lying to ourselves.
Healing is not just about food, supplements, or routines.
It’s about safety.
And some of you are still sleeping beside what your body sees as a threat.
A man you don’t trust.
A woman with venom as potent as black mamba.
A job that’s killing your soul.
A house that feels like trauma in wallpaper form.
You think your problem is your gut?
It’s not just your gut.
It’s your nervous system.
Your body is still bracing.
Still waiting for the next shout.
The next slap.
The next betrayal.
The next emotional landmine.
So, you’re bloated.
You’re not ovulating.
Your digestion is trash.
Your libido is gone.
Your cortisol is always high.
Your sleep is a joke.
Because your biology is not ******.
It won’t heal in danger.
And safety is not a Pinterest board—it’s a signal.
You want to heal?
Ask yourself:
– Do I feel safe in this body?
– Do I feel safe in this bed?
– Do I feel safe in this life?
Because until the answer is YES…
Your healing will remain halfway.
Your hormones will keep fighting you.
Your organs will keep holding their breath.
You can’t meditate your way out of a toxic marriage.
You can’t supplement your way through chronic disrespect.
You can’t turmeric your way through emotional neglect.
Sometimes the cure is not another protocol.
It’s leaving the damn room.
Your body has been whispering.
Now it’s screaming.
Create safety.
Not just strategy.
Not just schedules.
Safety.
That’s where healing begins.

Please what part of lagos can someone get one bedroom and parlor apartment for 150-180k
A brother needs urgent help

❣

Abraann creativity Ankara World

Abraann creativity Ankara World

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