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To find peace rid yourself of toxicity





Sometimes the nagging headache you feel in the left top corner of your head, isn't a migraine Panadol will heal.

It's walking away from that toxic relationship that keeps draining your energy and turning you into something even you don't recognize.

The sleepless night most times isn't insomnia, it's the unnecessary pressure and unhealthy validation you constantly seek from people who don't matter.

The weight you are losing isn't due to illness or diet plan, it's stressed induced from swallowing too much negativity.

That body pain isn't caused by the long hours you spent in the boardroom or the traffic, it's the gigantic family responsibility and peer pressure that is dumped on your delicate shoulders.
You need a massage not a bank transfer to a needy family or sick relative.

The pill you need isn't chemically manufactured or herbal made, sometimes it's simply walking or running away from toxicity.

Toxic people

Toxic friendship

Toxic relationship

Toxic environment

Toxic family

Toxic platforms

Toxic marriage

Toxic beliefs and ideals

Sometimes the cure is peace and the best place to find peace is in the midst of calm.

Most times we go searching for peace when we are at war with ourselves.

How can you find peace when you are not at peace.

A dog won't like a dog eater

A worm will never associate with a fish

A goat and a Lion will never be pals

Peace and chaos can never exist

If you want peace, be calm.

Drop that toxic partner or relationship and be at peace within then peace will come from without.

It has eyes and it can see

It's an energy, positivity won't rub minds and shoulders with negativity.

You can't find peace when you are stained with toxic waste.

Clean and rid yourself of toxicity first then and only then will you be free to find peace outside.

But first make space inside.


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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