Healing, Glowing, and Growing – One Act of Self-Care At a Time

The Breaking Point No One Saw

There were moments in my life when I knew — without any denial left — that I was breaking. Not the subtle cracks you can push aside, but the kind where everything inside you feels like it’s collapsing in slow motion.

I tried reaching out for help more times than I can count.

But the help I found… it never fit.

It didn’t meet me where I was.

It didn’t understand the way I hurt, or the way I shut down to protect myself.

So I would close off again.

Go quiet again.

Pick myself up off the floor again.

And slip right back into survival mode — doing just enough to function, to look put together, to convince everyone (including myself) that I was okay.

But I wasn’t okay.

I was just managing… until my body finally screamed loud enough that I couldn’t keep pretending anymore.

Where Healing Actually Begins

The truth is, my real beginning didn’t come in a peaceful moment of clarity.

It came in exhaustion.

In the collapse.

In the realization that I couldn’t keep holding everything by myself.

Healing didn’t start pretty for me — it started because there was no other choice left.

The Small Practices That Slowly Saved Me

A lot of my healing began with something simple: pausing.

Sitting with myself.

Asking questions I was terrified to answer.

I started creating my own journal prompts because I genuinely didn’t know where to begin. Some days, my journal was the only place I could be honest. Other days, a single question cracked open something I’d been avoiding for years.

I also started leaving little affirmations around my house because I needed reminders just to get through the day:

• a note on my bathroom mirror that says, “I’m a badass bitch,”
• a daily affirmation written on my fridge as part of my morning routine,
• tiny anchors to remind me I was still here… still fighting… still trying.

These were small actions, but they became a lifeline.

For the Ones Hurting Quietly

If you’re reading this because you’re hurting quietly, barely holding yourself together, or walking through life in survival mode… I want you to know something:

You’re not alone.

You’re not weak.

You’re exhausted — and for good reason.

This space is for you:

• the ones who have walked through life broken but still moving,
• the ones who reached out for help and felt misunderstood,
• the ones who shut down emotionally because it felt safer,
• the ones who don’t know where to begin but know something needs to change.

Here, we move slowly.

We heal gently.

We don’t expect perfection.

We just take the next honest step.

A Soft Beginning, Together

If you’re ready — or even if you’re not — you can start here with me.

Breathe.

Pause.

Take one tiny step toward yourself.

This is our soft beginning.

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