The Woman Before The work

For 15 years, I was a single mother raising three children on my own.

I carried responsibility.

Resilience.

Fear.

Strength.

Exhaustion.

Hope.

And through it all, I held onto my faith in God — even when life felt heavy, and at times, unfair.

I learned how to be strong.

I learned how to push.

I learned how to endure.

But no one teaches you how to feel safe again… after you’ve had to be strong for too long.

And no one tells you how deeply the subconscious holds onto what was never processed —the pain, the grief, the disappointment, the silent losses.

I didn’t realize my nervous system was constantly braced.

That my body was holding what I never said out loud.

That my heart had learned to protect itself by staying guarded.

I only knew one thing…

I didn’t want to just survive anymore.

I wanted peace.

I wanted freedom.

I wanted to come back to myself.

And I was willing to do the inner work to get there.

That’s where everything began to change.