I Didn’t Grow Up Knowing How to Heal

I didn’t grow up learning how to heal — I learned how to survive.

As a child, emotions weren’t welcome. I was taught to keep quiet, to push through, and to hold everything inside. Over time, I became good at keeping it together on the outside… even when breaking down on the inside.

But that survival mode followed me into adulthood. And no one tells you how heavy it feels to carry all that unprocessed pain.

It took years — and a complete unravelling — to realize I didn’t have to keep surviving. I could learn to heal. I could release what wasn’t mine to carry.

If you’ve ever felt like no one gave you the tools to feel safe in your body, just know: you’re not alone. And you don’t have to keep surviving. Healing is possible — and it’s not about perfection. It’s about presence, softness, and learning how to meet yourself with compassion.