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I grew up with trauma that didn’t end when childhood did. Abuse, chaos, addiction, grief… wounds that grow with you, shape you, sometimes try to swallow you whole. For years I wandered through survival mode like a ghost wearing my own face.
But now? I’m choosing healing. I want to share with you where I come from. I want to share my life and how I ended up where I am today. Because today, my life is beautiful.
If you are returning, welcome back! I am so happy to be healing with you!
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- Here, you’ll find bits of my journey:
- ✨ Spiritual Digging
- ✨ Christian Reflections
- ✨ Mental Health
- ✨Being a mom, while trying to fix yourself at the same time.
- ✨ Real, Raw, and Unfiltered path toward peace
Blog categories
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Treatment Was More Than Getting Sober For Me
I don’t even know how to approach this part of my testimony because walking through those detox doors, I had absolutely no idea how much my life was about to […]
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My Recovery Was Starting
If you’re sitting here thinking your story hasn’t reached that point yet… I used to think the same thing. I thought my bottom would be loud.Obvious. Something everyone could see. […]
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I plummeted.. hard.
The years between when he got arrested and when I finally went to rehab felt longer than my entire life combined. Everything sped up. But at the same time it […]
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The Story of a Father Who Kept Leaving And a Child Who Finally Chose Herself
There are stories you carry quietly, hoping they dissolve with time. And then there are the stories that grow heavier the longer you hold them. The ones that demand to […]
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When He Was Ripped Away
When he went to prison, my life didn’t explode. It emptied. There was no dramatic breaking point, no cinematic collapse. Just a silence that moved in and settled over everything. […]
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Addiction Series — Post Eleven
My First “Adult” Love In September, not long after graduation, I went back to my hometown to see my dad. I didn’t go looking for trouble. But trouble had always […]