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I didn’t wake up one day and decide to build a framework around emotions. For a long time, I thought healing meant feeling less. Less sad. Less angry. Less affected. If an emotion resurfaced, I assumed I’d failed somehow — that I wasn’t processing correctly or moving fast enough. What I didn’t understand then is that the shame I carried wasn’t coming from my emotions. It was coming from the belief that I wasn’t allowed to have them. We live in a culture that pathologizes bein

For a long time, I thought growth meant riding every wave all the way in. If momentum showed up, I felt like I had to stay on it — even when my arms were tired, even when my body was signaling it needed rest. Getting off early felt like failure. Like quitting. Like wasting the opportunity. But trauma teaches your nervous system a different lesson: If you don’t stay alert, you lose control. So we learn to ride everything. To push. To endure. What I’m learning now is this: You’

Tonight reminded me that healing doesn’t mean triggers disappear. It means I notice sooner. It means I stop when something isn’t safe for my nervous system. It means I take my medicine without guilt and choose rest instead of pushing through. This isn’t failure — it’s practice.

Today I learned that productivity does not require burnout. It requires balance. I used to believe that getting things done meant pushing past my limits, ignoring my body, and paying for it later. Today looked different. I worked. I stopped. I laughed. I regulated. I played. I returned to the work when it felt right. Nothing was forced. I also learned that production can be fun when it’s rooted in safety instead of pressure. When the nervous system isn’t under threat, creatio

Yesterday, my body learned something new. Today, it needed to recover from it. Healing doesn’t always look like relief. Sometimes it looks like a nervous system crash after holding itself together through growth, stress, and responsibility. Today was heavy in very ordinary ways: An unexpected financial hit. Logistics that snowballed. Conversations that activated old wounds. Background anxiety I couldn’t fully shake. Nothing catastrophic happened — but my body acted like it ha

Today, I experienced something that activated a long-held nervous system response. For much of my life, visibility has felt unsafe — because early experiences taught me that being seen could make me vulnerbale to harm. Today challenged that belief. There was visibility. My body reacted. I felt the familiar surge — nerves, alertness, readiness. And yet, nothing bad happened. I was safe. I did good. I left unharmed. I’m not fixed — even though I created Silent Love Protocol. SL