One day you realise your demons were never demons at all. They were disassociated parts of you appearing to conspire against you to the same capacity that you tried resisting them.

The day you braved to face your demons is when you noticed they were only screaming for you. Screaming for you to recognise they never existed to hurt you. They simply served your ignorance by protecting the unhealed parts of you, readily awaiting your awareness and love. It’s in this beautiful moment you find to appreciate all that you thought were broken parts of you weren’t ever really broken, nor were they separate to you. To the same degree you have accepted the positive aspects as part of yourself, your ‘demons’  have equally attributed to the person looking back at you in the mirror, a person whole and complete, the person you were always meant to be.
Love, Glenda