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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
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✨️BECOMING THE HEALED ADULT YOU: Day 5
Joshua 1:9: “Be strong and courageous.” Reflection: Where do I need courage in my healing journey? I’ve learned that healing doesn’t always ask for strength the way we imagine it. […]
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✨️Becoming the Healed, Adult You: Day 4
Reflection: What Am I Afraid to Become and Why I’m Doing It Anyway I’m afraid to become someone who no longer recognizes herself in pain. That sounds backwards—but it’s true. […]
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🌻Becoming the Healed, Adult You Day 3
🖤REFLECTION: What Parts of My Old Self Am I Finally Allowed to Release? I’m finally allowed to release the version of me that thought pain was a prerequisite for love. […]
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🌻 Becoming the Healed, Adult You: Day 2
Reflection: What New Version of Myself Am I Growing Into? I’m growing into a version of myself that doesn’t confuse survival with identity anymore. For most of my life, I […]
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WHAT IF THAT WAS ME?
What if that was me standing on the corner Not the version of me people see now — but the one life almost swallowed whole. What if that was me […]
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I Looked at Her This Time
I drive past homeless people all the time. At red lights. On corners I know by heart. Holding signs I’ve learned to read without really seeing. Most days, I look […]