Thursday, June 5, 2025

Tired of Disappearing From Your Own Life?

πŸ’” There was a time I didn’t know what was wrong… only that I kept disappearing from my own life. Not all at once. Just little pieces at a time. Every time I swallowed my truth to keep the peace. Every time I put someone else’s comfort above my own clarity. Every time I chose silence over rejection. Every time I called it “self-sabotage” but had no idea why I kept circling the same pain. I thought I was broken. Too much. Not enough. Too emotional. Too sensitive. Not "healed" enough. But I wasn’t broken. I was loyal. Loyal to women in my family who never got to be free. Loyal to my mother, who gave up her voice to stay safe. Loyal to my auntie, who held me like a mother when mine couldn’t. Loyal to the unspoken agreements passed through generations — don’t outshine, don’t leave, don’t want too much. And if I’m being really honest… πŸ’” I was loyal to men who never truly saw me. Men I thought I could rescue. Men who were emotionally unavailable, narcissistic, or only approved of me when I abandoned myself. No more ambulance chasing. No more bending backwards for love that only wanted me silent. No more performing for approval. πŸ•Š️ And once I saw it for what it was — not weakness, but inherited survival — everything changed. This is what I’ve learned: You’re not stuck because you’re lazy. You’re not sabotaging because you’re stupid. You’re not afraid because you lack courage. You’re carrying a contract you never signed. And that’s where the real work begins. Not in “fixing” yourself. But in unhooking — with reverence — from the stories that never belonged to you. 🌿 This is the work I do now. I guide women through the unseen. Through the systems, loyalties, and survival strategies that have shaped their lives without their permission. I help them name what’s never been spoken. Include what’s been left out. And return to the woman beneath the wound. I created my upcoming experience — UNBOUND — for the ones who feel this ache… even if they don’t have the words for it yet. For the woman who keeps circling the same patterns. For the woman who has done all the healing but still feels heavy. For the woman whose freedom feels just out of reach, no matter how hard she tries. πŸ’Œ If you’re reading this and your chest feels tight… if you’ve had a lump in your throat the whole time… if you’re thinking “how does she know?” It’s because I do know. I’ve lived it. I’ve carried it. And I’ve learned how to put it down — and walk forward, finally free. You don’t need more tools. You need to be witnessed. Included. Unbound. πŸŒ€ DM me “UNBOUND” if you’re ready for what comes next. Or drop a 🌿 below and I’ll reach out quietly. I’ll be here. When you’re ready to remember yourself. Believe Breathe Transform. Collitalks Love and soul hugs With so much love,

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