#From Survivor to Thriver

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💁🏾‍♀️For years, I've been running. Running from pain, running from fear, running from the truth. I never wanted to be a victim, so I pushed through every obstacle, every heartbreak, and every trauma. I became a teen mom, endured physical and verbal abuse, lost my daughter, battled terminal illness, and faced homelessness with my children. Through it all, I refused to play the victim.

But the truth is, I was a victim. I was a victim of abuse, of manipulation, of trauma. And for years, I suppressed those emotions, hiding behind a mask of strength and resilience.

Recently, I've come to realize that I've been in an abusive relationship for years. The revelation has shaken me to my core, leaving me feeling scared, anxious, and vulnerable. Simple tasks like walking outside or answering calls/emails fill me with dread. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder, fearing retaliation and even death.

My experiences with the police have only added to my trauma, leaving me feeling silenced and powerless. I'm scared to speak out, scared to seek help, scared to be heard.

But I know I'm not alone. I know there are others out there who have walked in my shoes, who have felt my pain, and who have struggled to find their voice.

So, I'm pushing through. I'm pushing through the pain, the hurt, and the fear. I'm allowing myself to feel, to heal, and to rediscover myself. It's a journey, not a destination. And it's okay to be scared, to be vulnerable, and to be human.

If you're reading this, know that you're not alone either. Your voice matters, your story matters, and your healing matters. Let's rise together, let's heal together, and let's find our voices together. 🩷🩷