Healing, Glowing, and Growing – One Act of Self-Care At a Time
Still here. Still soft. Still rising
Category: Healing & Recovery
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Eight months ago, my body finally shut down. But the truth is — the collapse wasn’t sudden. It didn’t come out of nowhere. It was years and years in the making. Looking back now, I can see the breadcrumbs. The slow erosion. The exhaustion that never fully went away. The way my mind and body…
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The author reflects on the profound challenges of naming personal trauma, which they have carried silently for years. They explore the intense fears associated with public honesty, including the fear of judgment, retaliation, and being disbelieved, particularly in the context of a military environment that encourages silence. The pivotal act of acknowledging their trauma feels…
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For most of my life, I didn’t understand my anger. Not the deep, buried kind I’m feeling now… but the little flashes that slipped out over the years. The sharp tone. The sudden irritation. The moments where something tiny knocked me off balance and I reacted stronger than the situation deserved. I used to blame…
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Yesterday, I shared a video of myself unraveling — not the delicate kind of crying people are comfortable witnessing, but the kind that comes from somewhere deep, somewhere old, somewhere my body has been guarding for years. What spilled out of me wasn’t just sadness. It was rage. A rage I’ve carried ever since trauma…
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Some days, I still wake up with the weight of my past pressing down on me before my eyes even open. PTSD doesn’t knock. It doesn’t wait for a convenient moment. It just arrives—suddenly, heavily—like a storm you can feel in your bones. There are days when the smallest trigger sends me spiraling into a…
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For so long, I believed that staying quiet about my hurt made me strong. I thought that if I didn’t look back, if I didn’t feel too deeply, if I just kept moving, then none of it could touch me. I treated avoidance like strength and silence like survival. But in slowing down lately and…
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Some days hit differently. Not because anything dramatic happened… not because I’m not trying hard enough… but because my body and mind are carrying more than anyone can see. Lately the weight has been real. Fighting with the VA. Trying to provide for my kids. Watching winter show up at my door with bills that…
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There’s this idea that choosing yourself always has to look big, brave, or transformative. But right now, choosing myself looks a lot smaller than that — and honestly, that’s okay. This season of my life has been heavy. The kind of heavy that settles in your bones. I’m juggling trauma, financial stress, and the pressure…
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Why I’m leaning on them now more than ever. Lately, I’ve been moving through a season that’s stretching me in every direction — physically, emotionally, and financially. Healing my body. Healing old wounds. Trying to keep my spirit from collapsing under the weight of everything happening at once. And with my limited ability to work,…
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Right now, I’m in a season of stress that feels loud, heavy, and hard to escape. This isn’t a reflection from a safe distance — this is me in the middle of it, doing the best I can with what I have. One of the biggest weights on me right now is financial stress. Healing…
Healing, Glowing, and Growing - One Act of Self-Care At a Time 