Sometimes I ask myself what kind of contract did I sign with God because some days anxiety hits and I sit with this question for a while.

It wasn’t just romance; that love touched my trauma ,it healed my inner child, mirrored me, and pushed me toward my highest self.

I believe I met the love of my life. Not because we’re together, but because this love awakened, healed, and transformed me.

There are things I’ve seen, things I’ve felt, and things I’m still learning to understand. Because the truth is—what’s passed down doesn’t just disappear. It lives in habits, in silence, in cycles. And if I don’t confront it, I become it.

Born into "voodoo", raised within its shadows but not defined by it. I carry a generational curse that has been in my lineage for more than 80 years but I choose growth, healing, and becoming better while still living among it.

Stop running away from yourself ,The truth is you can’t outrun yourself forever.This is a reminder to pause, look within, and finally face yourself.

I mistook consistency for love and stayed. Consistency slowly turned into control and I lost myself - I chose to walk away.

He healed parts of my inner child... He was the first person who truly showed up for me—I thought it was love but it came with self-sacrifice.

I miss my kids every day...I chose their stability and my healing—and it hurts so much but I refused to make them choose between me and their father.

Some people may never experience love the way I did, It didn’t last for but I feel lucky that I got to experienced a kind of love some people never will—and for that, I’m grateful.