08/06/2025
I used to think I had to heal alone.
For a long time, it was just me and a stack of books, journals, worksheets—and the occasional check-in with a very supportive friend. She meant the world to me, but she was in a different stage of life. Her presence was a comfort, but still… I often went weeks without really talking to anyone about what I was working through.
I was deep in childhood trauma healing, and doing most of the work in silence.
Until one day, it finally hit me:
I can’t do this all alone.
I joined a counseling group. We did a lot of somatic work, nervous system regulation, self-reflection. I started to understand myself on a deeper level. But the most powerful shift wasn’t just in the tools—it was in the people.
Every woman in that group was carrying her own version of stuckness, confusion, and pain.
And what shocked me most was this:
We all thought we were the only one who felt that way.
Each of us believed we were broken somehow, not enough, falling short in ways other women weren’t.
That wasn’t true.
We were all feeling the same shame and guilt—just in silence.
And once we shared it, the shame started to loosen. The guilt lost some of its power.
That moment never left me.
It was one of the big reasons I knew I wanted to support other women.
Because no matter how strong or put-together we might seem on the outside, so many of us are carrying invisible pressure, guilt, shame... usually tied to these unrealistic standards women have had pushed on them for generations. Especially mothers. Especially daughters.
But here’s the truth:
You are not broken. You are not alone.
And that guilt and shame? It clouds your power—but it doesn’t erase it.
Your strength is still there, like a seed waiting to sprout.
If you’re stuck in survival mode, I want you to know:
There’s another way to live. From your center. With softness. With power. With freedom.
I can support you through it.