A sacred declaration for Survivors stepping into their wholeness. I am no longer trying to return to who I was before the harm.She didnât have
A sacred declaration for Survivors stepping into their wholeness.
I am no longer trying to return to who I was before the harm.
She didnât have the tools.
She didnât have the language.
She didnât know what she didnât know.
And it is not a betrayal to grow beyond her.
It is a tribute.
âI am not going back.
I am becoming who I needed.â
I needed someone to say:
âYou donât have to stay.â
âYou are not what happened to you.â
âYou are not brokenâyou are burdened.â
âYou are not too sensitiveâyou are sacred.â
So now, I say it to myself.
And to the ones still walking through the fire.
Every boundary I set is a bridge back to myself.
Every truth I speak is a blessing over the girl I used to be.
Every time I choose rest over performance, I choose healing over hustle.
I honor who I had to become to survive.
And I cherish who I now get to be.
âI am soft. I am strong. I am safe.
And I am no longer waiting to be chosenâI choose myself, every day.â
There is no shame in protecting your peace.
There is no guilt in walking away from what hurt you.
There is no apology owed for becoming whole.
I am not here to fit back into who I used to be.
I am here to bloomâboldly, wildly, completely.
For me. For the girls watching. For the ones who never got the chance.