You don’t need to be healed to be held

You’re here, and that’s enough.

There’s this idea we quietly absorb that we must arrive before we allow ourselves to be embraced.

That we must be whole to be worthy.

That we must be regulated, grounded, certain, and composed.

We turn healing into a prerequisite for connection.

I’ll be ready for love when I’ve healed.
I’ll be safe to be seen when I’ve resolved this.
I’ll deserve to be held when I’m no longer this messy.

But here’s what’s true and deeply needed:

You don’t need to be healed to be held.

You are not a project to finish before you can be loved.

You are not a broken thing waiting to become presentable.

You are not less worthy because you still cry, still flinch, and still feel lost sometimes.

You’re human.

And humans are never finished.

You deserve to be held in your in-betweens.

To be seen while you're still figuring it out.

To be comforted before you've found the lesson.

You deserve safe arms, soft eyes, and kind words not as a reward for being okay, but as support while you become okay.

Healing doesn’t mean you never need anyone again.

It means you know how to let people in without making them responsible for fixing you.

It means you can say:

I’m still in process.
And I can still be loved.

Let someone hold you.

Let yourself hold you.

Not because you’re healed.

But because you’re here.

And that’s enough.