
Introduction Background
Hey, and thank you for reading my FIRST Healing Wildflower Post! I already introduced who I am, but I thought a little more information about my mental health would be beneficial.
I was diagnosed with multiple mental health diagnoses at the age of 22, during my first substance abuse rehabilitation stay. Those being: Bipolar Disorder, P.T.S.D., and severe anxiety.
I’ve walked through more trauma than most people know, or would want to believe. Starting from the beginning of my memories, until my early twenties. I experienced things like sexual abuse, loss, physical and mental abuse, and honestly, that’s just the surface of it. Because of those things and poor teachings of coping mechanisms, I turned to addiction. Not just one, but many.
With all of that in my past, it probably isn’t surprising that therapy is part of my life. Not the cute, lighthearted kind — the real, gritty, soul-level kind. So with that being said, expect therapy related topics and mental health advice as well.
I hope you enjoy!
X.O.X.O.,
The Healing Wildflower
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What I Did With All That Pain 💊
There was a point where surviving wasn’t enough anymore. I had learned how to endure. How to stay quiet. How to stay alert. How to grow…
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Breaking the Curse Instead of Running From It
I used to think breaking generational curses meant leaving. Leaving the people. Leaving the places. Leaving the memories. But God has been teaching me something deeper:…
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🌻A Healing Wildflower Open Thought:
Writing has become my sanctuary. My prayer journal spilled onto pages. My childhood, my trauma, my healing — all laid bare. And yet sometimes it feels…
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Obedience Is Not the Same as Self-Abandonment
For a long time, I thought obedience meant silence. I thought it meant enduring harm without protest. I thought it meant shrinking myself to keep the…
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🌻 The Father Wound — Post 4
Reflection: Grieving a Father Who Is Still Alive There is a kind of grief that doesn’t stay in the past. It breathes. It watches. It waits.…
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A Fathers Wound Post 3:
REFLECTION: When Endurance Becomes Identity When you are raised in survival long enough, it stops being something you do and becomes something you are. You don’t…

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