As a domestic violence survivor, I once held onto beliefs that I was never enough - that I had failed my husband, that I wasn’t good enough as a mother and that my worth depended on others’ approval. I thought people cared more about my outside and what I could give away than what I carried inside. I believed the real me was unwanted. Just a scared little girl, lost in the forest, trying to find her way back home.
Until one day, I found it.
By embracing the peace and quiet, by shutting out the noise of the world, I reconnected with that young girl within. She didn’t know what the future held. And even now, she only often sees what’s right in front of her. Sometimes, you can’t see the forest for the trees. The path looks turbulent, even unavoidable. Until you zoom out.
When you’re on a bear hunt and you have to go through the forest, you eventually find what you’ve been looking for all along.
You get to decide: run away, or stare the bear dead in the eyes and say…
“I’m not afraid anymore.”
My lived experience fuels my deep empathy, authenticity and unwavering commitment to guide others through healing, growth, and reclaiming their true worth. I empower survivors to find their own peace, face their fears, and embrace the strength they never knew they had.
it is the least I can do with the hand I was dealt and the gift of kindness I so willingly give away.
Some people don't like hearing my story. It hits a nerve. It triggers a memory.
But silence is not golden always. Hiding the truth only hurts one person.
You.
Peace be with you on your journey
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