Come Join My Healing Community!
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!
If you are new to my page, please go to page 7 on the BLOG TAB. Start from the very first post, and just move up. I promise you won’t regret it
- 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
Featured
-
Side Post – A Teenage Mother Without a Baby
Before I ever became pregnant, I was already living in survival mode. I was fourteen and hiding a relationship with a boy I’ll call Ty. He was eighteen. The age […]
-
Addiction Series — Post Six: Addiction Four-Benzodiazepines
I Couldn’t Live Inside My Head Anymore By the time ninth grade started, the quiet I had tasted wasn’t enough anymore. Weed had shown my body that relief was possible. […]
-
Addiction Series — Post Seven: The Relationship That Normalized Chaos and Lortabs.
After my first love, I had bounced from boy to boy over the next year or so. Then, I entered my first serious relationship. Addiction was already part of my […]
-
Addiction Series — Post Five: Substances Creeped In.
When Weed Turned the Volume Down The first time I smoked weed wasn’t about rebellion. It was about grief. It happened with my brother — my mom’s son — the […]
-
Addiction Series — Post Four: ️Self-Harm Was My Second Addiction
When boys started causing me pain instead of safety, I turned inward. Self-harm didn’t enter my life as rebellion or attention. It entered quietly — like a solution. Like something […]
-
Addiction Series — Post three: Love (Boys) became my first addiction.
I Learned to Look for Love Everywhere, but He was My First I was very young when intimacy entered my life. Not because I was reckless. Not because I didn’t […]