I found with the busy-ness of going through the healing process that I had layers of grief still unattended to. I found that I had pushed down/suppressed tears and frustration. Why? because I had fallen back into the same old routine of hiding my feelings and not doing a thing. This time I gently opened up and pushed through the layers to allow the tears to flow. It was an amazing moment because in the first time I learned that I have come a long way and that's a reason to celebrate. The same gentleness that I used toward others, now was used towards me. I have come a long way. All of us are made of layers. Every layer matters. We are all significant.
Everyone has different layers to who they are.
Carmen Electra
Rambling first post?
I hate this, still triggered and suffering
Something out of my comfort zone
Reflection on Impatience 
Should I Be The Bigger Person?
