As a child, I dreamed of justice. 'Goodbye Earl' reminded me that abuse wasn't normal and that survivors deserve better.

A survivor's journey from fear and silence to truth and freedom. The darkness may linger, but it no longer defines me.

I returned to the house where I lost my innocence - and left with peace after a cardinal landed on my shoulder. 💜

I looked in the mirror and didn’t recognize myself anymore.

Sometimes losing the person who tried to control you is the first step toward finding yourself again.

Even when someone tried to take my power, the truth remained - I belonged to myself.

Trauma may live in the past, but the body remembers. Survivors deserve belief, not “just get over it.”