A personal reflection on healing, reclaiming energy, and choosing self over relationships during seasons of heartbreak and regrowth.

Eight months ago, in the middle of a raw season of my life, I wrote a letter I never planned to share. It was the voice of the woman I used to be — the one who settled, who hoped, who ached. Today, I’m sharing it as a part of my healing and as a reminder to any woman walking through heartbreak that she deserves more than the bare minimum.

A personal reflection on healing after survival mode, rebuilding self-worth, and slowly returning home to myself.