Letters From My Healing Journey RSS

B4 – 7.24.26 A reflection from the journey. A lesson from lived experience. I do not write from a place of perfection, only perspective. These are honest reflections, life lessons, and moments of clarity gathered along the way. Take what resonates. Leave what does not. Maybe something here meets you exactly where you are. Life is beautiful. I often think back to my twenties and remember spending countless hours on the phone with friends, talking through the same situations over and over again. I felt unfulfilled, empty, confused, and convinced there was no way out of the life I had...

B3 – 7.4.26A reflection from the journey. A lesson from lived experience. I do not write from a place of perfection, only perspective. These are honest reflections, life lessons, and moments of clarity gathered along the way. Take what resonates. Leave what does not. Maybe something here meets you exactly where you are. For a long time, I believed I had to earn the things every person deserves. Not because someone sat me down and taught me that directly, but because that's what my experiences showed me. As a child, it didn't always feel like love was simply there. It...

B2 – 6.14.26A reflection from the journey. A lesson from lived experience. I do not write from a place of perfection, only perspective. These are honest reflections, life lessons, and moments of clarity gathered along the way. Take what resonates. Leave what does not. Maybe something here meets you exactly where you are. When I think back to moments like the conversation I had with my aunt in New York, I realize how much those experiences shaped the way I see life today. At the time, I don’t think I fully understood why that interaction stayed with me. I had...

B1 – 6.6.26A reflection from the journey. A lesson from lived experience. I do not write from a place of perfection, only perspective. These are honest reflections, life lessons, and moments of clarity gathered along the way. Take what resonates. Leave what does not. Maybe something here meets you exactly where you are. For most of my life, I was always moving. Always figuring it out. Always surviving. Growing up, independence found me at a very young age. I was what many would call a latchkey kid. Back in the 80s, it felt normal for children to walk to school...