from a child who kept quiet in danger to a woman trying to gain her voice back through parenting...

My Story

When I was a little girl, someone who should have protected me — my own father — abused that trust in a way no child should ever experience.
For years, I carried the silent weight of confusion, fear, shame, and pain, believing that if I spoke up, I would be blamed, disbelieved, or broken.

I grew up living with invisible wounds.
I learned how to hide the hurt, how to keep functioning even when my heart was breaking.
But the real healing journey didn't begin until I became a parent myself.

When I gave birth to my son, memories I had locked away came flooding back.
I saw how tiny, innocent, and vulnerable he was — and I finally saw myself as I truly had been at that age.
It was then that I realized the full weight of what had been done to me, and the full depth of what I had survived.

I experienced fear, triggers, guilt — all tangled with the overwhelming love I had for my child.
It was terrifying at times.
But it was also awakening.
Because through that pain, I made a promise:
The cycle of abuse ends with me.

I chose to break the silence.
I chose to heal.
I chose to parent my child with fierce, unconditional love — the love I always deserved myself.

To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often."

― Winston S. Churchill

Better to die fighting for freedom then be a prisoner all the days of your life.

Bob Marley 

"There's nothing more dangerous than someone who wants to make the world a better place."

― Banksy