Heal your sleep, heal yourself
1️⃣ She throws the blanket off… and three minutes later pulls it back again.
Not because she’s cold.
But because her body panics — as if bare shoulders = open target.
As if danger is coming, and hiding fast is survival.
2️⃣ The body remembers what the mind forgets.
For women, memory often lives in the womb — and skin is its armor.
If she grew up unprotected… if past love wasn’t safe… if softness was never allowed…
her body builds shelter.
Even if it’s just a thin sheet.
3️⃣ That blanket isn’t just warmth.
It’s a boundary.
It’s the right to say:
“I am closed. I am safe. I am home.”
4️⃣ So even in summer, in a hotel bed, on vacation, with love beside her — the soul still hides under covers.
Because inside, it’s still winter.
And fabric is the only shield she trusts.
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