A love letter to the ones fighting monsters and the ones loving them through it. On relapse, resilience, and rising again.

Thirteen years after the rape, fear still follows me at night, at the mailbox, in my mind. In this deeply vulnerable post, I share what it’s like to live with trauma that doesn’t just disappear... and the fight to reclaim safety, power, and peace one terrifying step at a time.

We’re all just little girls in grown-up bodies, still waiting for someone to make it all better. But the truth is: no one’s coming to save us—and maybe that’s where the power begins. In this raw and honest post, I unpack betrayal, father wounds, and how healing starts when we stop blaming ourselves and start listening to our hearts. This one's for anyone stuck in the loop of pain ready to break the cycle.