Sewing started out as something simple I enjoyed, but over time it became the place where my mind finally slows down. It’s where the noise, the pressure, the overthinking all get quiet for a moment. I began to notice that every seam is a moment where I find myself again. People see clothes, but I see healing. I see a space where my hands stay busy so my heart can rest. Sewing is how I recenter and work through the things I don’t always say out loud. It’s more than a creative outlet. It’s how I take care of my mind. I hope everyone can find something like this too; an activity that becomes a form of therapy, a place where your mind can finally breathe.
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