Healing is not a one-time event or destination. It’s an ongoing, transformative journey—one that invites us to grow, reflect, and evolve as we walk its path. Along the way, I’ve discovered gratitude for everyone who has been part of my story—yes, even those who caused the pain. Their actions, though hurtful, became catalysts for my growth. Forgiveness, I’ve learned, is not just a gift for others; it’s a liberation for ourselves. It’s a beautiful act of freedom.

My journey has been messy and complex, filled with moments of heartbreak and triumph. I’ve navigated the wounds of betrayal and learned one of life’s hardest lessons: not everything is personal. I’ve come face-to-face with my own negative core beliefs—the lies I once held about my worth—and begun the work of replacing them with truth. I’ve learned to identify unsafe people and create healthy distance when needed.

I’ve untangled myself from the grip of codependency, stepping into a place where my happiness is no longer tied to others’ approval. Setting boundaries—once a terrifying concept—has become a practice of self-love, and I’m learning to communicate those boundaries with clarity and compassion through nonviolent communication.

Part of my healing involves reparenting myself, giving the nurturing and affirmation that my younger self needed but didn’t always receive. I’m tending to my nervous system and restoring a sense of safety in my body. This work is allowing me to shed old survival strategies and step into the person I was always meant to be: my authentic self.

And here’s the most profound shift of all: I am learning to truly love myself—not in some surface-level, self-help cliché way, but with depth and tenderness. I am learning to savor life, to fully embrace its joys and complexities, and to finally believe that I am deserving of all that it offers.

What I’ve come to realize is this: the best teachers are still learning, and the best healers are still healing. Perfection is not the goal. The journey itself—the ups, the downs, the messy in-betweens—is the sacred work of becoming. And while healing may never truly end, neither does the beauty and wisdom that unfold along the way.