“You do not heal by going back to who you were. You heal by allowing what you learned to change who you are becoming.” –Brianna Wiest

 

My Interpretation: Healing is not a rewind. It is not a return to innocence or a performance of forgiveness. It is integration. It is deciding what no longer gets to lead the conversation – even if it once kept you alive.

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This series exists because survival has an expiration date. What protected me once does not get to dictate the rest of my life.

These posts are not a rehashing of pain, nor an attempt to convince anyone of what happened. They are an intentional placement of history – so it can live somewhere specific, instead of bleeding into everything else.

This is not about reopening wounds.

It is about finishing the sentence.

Once something is named clearly, it no longer needs to be carried everywhere.

There are stories you carry because you are still inside them.

& there are stories you tell because you are finally ready to put them down.

 

This space began as fragments. Moments. Sharp edges. Pieces of a life lived in survival mode. Not because I was hiding – but because I was still sorting out what belonged to the past & what was quietly bleeding into the present.

 

That ends here.

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Over the next few posts, I am releasing a series called

What I Am Setting Down.

Not as confession.

Not as spectacle.

But as closure.

 

The purpose is simple:

→ To name patterns clearly

→ To tell the truth without reliving it

→ To let go without pretending it did not matter

 

Once this series is complete, this blog shifts.

 

Not away from honesty – but away from constant survival mode.

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Here is what is coming next:

→ Recipes – grounding, nourishing, unfussy food that fits real life

→ Seasonal depression & Winter reality – without toxic positivity or hustle culture

→ Motherhood without martyrdom – raising emotionally intelligent humans while unlearning silence

→ Rebuilding after trauma – identity, desire, boundaries, rest

→ Living after the story – not “healed,” not perfect, just present

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The archives will remain. The stories do not disappear.

But they will no longer be the center of gravity.

 

This space is becoming quieter. Softer. Truer.

Less about what happened to me – & more about what I choose now.

 

If you are here because you are still surviving, you are welcome.

If you are here because you are learning to put things down, you are welcome too.

 

This is the transition point.

The rest is forward.

 

Xoxo ♡