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The other day, I posted a video promoting my children’s book—something I was incredibly proud of. But minutes later, I found myself spiraling. After seeing others getting thousands of views, I instantly thought, “That’ll never be me. My stuff sucks. I’m not good enough.”
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And just like that, the old programming kicked in.
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I’ve done so much healing and self-work, and still, those limiting beliefs creep back in—the ones that say I have to constantly prove myself to be worthy. But here’s what I’ve learned: most of the beliefs we carry about not being enough? They’re not even ours.
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We’ve been programmed—and it’s time to rewrite the story.

For most of my life, I was desperate for approval. I told people I was whole and complete—but deep down, I was starving for love. I ate up every breadcrumb just to feel seen. It wasn’t until recently that I finally understood what it means to love myself—not in theory, but in practice.

Not only do I no longer need anyone to feel whole… I adore myself. Fully. Unapologetically. If there’s a level beyond self-love, I think I’m there—and it feels incredible.

I got to that place not in spite of my scars, but because of them. And I’m telling you this because I want you to know:
You have that same greatness inside of you.
It’s just waiting to be remembered.

I used to ask, “Why is this happening to me?”
Now I ask, “What is this here to teach me?”
That shift changed everything.

I’m not here to sugarcoat it—life can be brutal. But I’ve learned that we get to decide what defines us. The pain, the trauma, the unfair shit—it doesn’t have to own you. You are not a victim of your story. You are the author.

And it’s time to write a new chapter.

We attract what we believe we deserve. And when you’re disconnected from yourself—when you’re out of alignment—you start chasing love, worth, and validation from all the wrong places. But the truth is, the healing, the love, the clarity? It all begins when you stop hiding the hurt and start coming home to who you really are.

Some days, even when you’re feeling good—maybe especially when you’re feeling good—the past sneaks up on you. Guilt, shame, memories you thought you buried resurface, tugging at you like they never left.

This happened to me this week. And in that moment, I had to remind myself: healing isn’t linear. You can be doing all the work, growing, evolving—and still, something old will try to pull you back.

But that doesn’t mean you’re failing. It means you’re human. And it means you’re still healing. And that’s okay.

We carry so much that was never ours to begin with—other people’s emotions, expectations, judgments. I used to make myself responsible for how everyone around me felt, constantly trying to avoid disappointing or upsetting anyone. It was exhausting. And it wasn’t my job.

The truth is, you're not responsible for how others feel. You can be kind, thoughtful, and honest—and still, someone may choose to be hurt. That’s not a reflection of your failure. It's a reminder of the boundary between what you can control and what you cannot.

There’s freedom in letting go of what was never yours to carry. And in that freedom, we finally make space for truth, healing, and deeper connection.

What if the things that didn’t work out were never meant to? What if every rejection, every detour, every loss was actually life rerouting you—on purpose—toward something so much better than you could have imagined?
Here’s the catch: You’ll never get there if you’re stuck in a mindset of lack. The key to unlocking the life you actually want? An unwavering, almost unreasonable certainty that it’s all working out in your favor. Even when it looks like it’s not. Especially then.

There was a time I sat in silence, asking “Why me?”—feeling broken, abandoned, and like life was just happening to me. I stayed stuck in a victim mindset, convinced the world had turned against me. But as I started doing the work—really facing myself and all the pain—I realized something life-changing: these things weren’t happening to me, they were happening for me.

Even the heartbreak. Even the abuse. Even the parts I never thought I’d speak about.

The moment I chose to find goodness in the pain, everything shifted. I went from feeling powerless to reclaiming my story. I stopped being the victim and became the hero of my life.

You can too.

Forgiveness isn’t about excusing the people who hurt you—it’s about freeing yourself from the pain they left behind. For a long time, I held onto resentment like it was armor. I was angry, betrayed, discarded, and silenced. But through deep healing, I came to understand that holding on was only hurting me.

This blog is about what I learned: that forgiveness doesn’t make you weak—it makes you powerful. It doesn’t mean what happened was okay. It means you’re ready to stop letting it control you.

If you’re carrying hurt, if you’ve been made to feel like your pain doesn’t matter—this is for you. You don’t owe anyone your peace. But you do owe it to yourself to find it.

When I began therapy last year, I thought I was just going to talk things out. I didn’t expect to unravel layers of hidden trauma, childhood wounds, and deep-rooted beliefs that had quietly shaped my entire life. I didn’t realize that the reason I kept attracting the wrong relationships, feeling unworthy, and chasing love was because I hadn’t yet healed the parts of myself that believed I wasn’t lovable.

This blog is my honest reflection on what it really takes to come home to yourself. It’s about the raw, uncomfortable, and powerful journey of healing—the kind of healing that asks you to sit in the mud, face your pain, and finally let go of the version of you that was just trying to survive. If you’ve ever felt like you’re stuck in the same patterns, like love keeps slipping through your fingers, or like you’re yearning for peace but don’t know how to find it… this is for you.

Because the truth is: healing is hard. But it’s also the most liberating thing you’ll ever do.