Why I had to heal my childhood before I could help other parents 💔

I carried these secrets for 20 years 💔

Starting at 3, I experienced abuse that shaped how I saw myself and the world. I felt completely alone, misunderstood, and ready to disappear.

But this isn't where my story ends...

The abuse left wounds that showed up everywhere - especially in my parenting. When your child's behavior triggers you, it's rarely about them. It's about your unhealed wounds calling for attention.

I spent 20 years thinking I was broken. I wasn't broken - I was wounded. And wounds can heal.

Here's what I know: The cycle stops when we have the courage to look within first. When we heal our childhood wounds, we create space to truly see our children instead of reacting from our own pain.

We are all on our healing journeys.

If you feel called to share part of your story below, this is a safe space. If you're not ready, that's okay too - healing happens at your own pace.

💙 Drop a heart if this resonates

💬 Share what's on your heart if you feel called

You deserve healing. Your children deserve a parent who's done their inner work.

Where are you on your healing journey?

🫣 I have no idea where to start.

🤓 I've just started my journey.

🧐 I am all in, and have been on this healing journey for awhile.

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