This isn’t just my journey — it’s my offering.
I want others to know what it feels like to love themselves into wholeness.
To awaken. To remember. To be free.
I wrote this as a love letter to the woman I’m still unfolding into.
A thank-you. A promise. A remembering.
“After all the spirals, all the seeking, all the breakdowns — I stopped searching.
I remembered myself. And I fell in love with the parts of me I used to hide.”
“I had a moment. Not one I’m proud of. Not one I’m ashamed of either.
It was real, raw, and human. I questioned everything — my awakening, my desires, even God.
And in the middle of that anger, something sacred happened.
I let myself feel. And that… was freedom.”
“I unplugged from the matrix, packed my car, and left behind the life I worked so hard to build — because deep down, I knew I was only surviving. This is the story of what happened next.”