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My Return Is My Resurrection:
How I Came Back From What Tried to Destroy MeWhat tried to destroy me became the reason I transformed. This is my story of surviving abandonment, grief, shame, and silent battles while learning to trust God through it all.
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My Emotional Resurrection: What Dying to My Old Self Taught Me
There was a version of me that had to die. Not physically… but emotionally, spiritually, deeply. And the truth is—I didn’t know how heavy she was until I finally laid her down. This Lent wasn’t about routine sacrifice. It became my mirror. A sacred uncovering. A quiet unraveling. An emotional resurrection. The Quiet Days There were no loud breakthroughs. No dramatic moments. Just silence… and truth. The kind of silence that forces you to sit with yourself. The kind that doesn’t let you run. And in that stillness, I met the parts of me I had been avoiding. The grief I buried. The weight I carried that was never mine.…
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Releasing What Was Never Yours.
Many people confuse strength with endurance. We learn early to carry emotional weight that isn’t ours — other people’s reactions, expectations, and unresolved pain. Over time, this becomes normal. Survival looks like productivity. Growth looks like silence. And self-abandonment gets mistaken for resilience. Personal growth begins when you realize you don’t have to carry everything to be strong. For a long time, I carried things that were never mine. Not because I had to, but because holding everything together felt like the only way to stay grounded. Other people’s emotions. Their chaos. Their choices. Somewhere along the way, strength became synonymous with self-sacrifice. That kind of strength doesn’t break you…