Let Me Burn for a Minute Don’t you dare tell me to calm down.Don’t tell me to breathe, or pray harder, or wait my turn.Because I’m DONE. I am so tired of being the one holding it all together while everyone else gets to fall apart or walk away. You think I’m strong?No. I’m angry.… Continue reading Rage-Unleashed
Tag: mental-health
From Trauma To Triumph – One Year Later
One year ago, my youngest son was still in survival mode.Haunted by trauma. Shaped by silence. Wounds too deep for words. He didn’t trust easily. He struggled to connect. He had every reason to shut down. But he didn’t. In just one year…He’s risen. He’s excelling in advanced education classes. He’s made real friends. He’s… Continue reading From Trauma To Triumph – One Year Later
Bleeding for Two
There’s a silence in my bones tonight —the kind that doesn’t sleep.It paces between rooms and cries without sound.My heart…is torn and bleeding for two. For my daughter —There’s a cycle trying to rise again,but it ends here.I am standing in the doorway,and I will not move.I see her.I hear her.And I will never look… Continue reading Bleeding for Two
Still, I Say Amen
I walked through fire that never asked my nameCarried scars that never healed the sameI’ve cried out prayers with bloodied kneesAnd heard silence loud enough to shake belief I’ve buried hope beneath courtrooms and ashLearned that mercy doesn’t always come fastBut in the dark, where the answers don’t land—I’ve still been held by nail-scarred hands… Continue reading Still, I Say Amen
To the parents of a neurodivergent child
I see you. I see you in the supermarket, eyes darting, shoulders tight, praying for a smooth trip but bracing for the stares, the whispers, the judgment. I see you in parking lots, crouching beside your child, gently coaxing them out of the car while strangers impatiently walk past, not knowing that transitions can feel… Continue reading To the parents of a neurodivergent child
The Trial That Shouldn’t Exist
In just a few months, on July 17th and 18th, I will walk into a courtroom knowing that my entire world is on the line. I am the full-time caregiver to six children who have experienced trauma, abuse, and loss, and this trial will determine whether they remain in the safe home we’ve built together—or… Continue reading The Trial That Shouldn’t Exist
Dear God, Are You Still Listening
Sometimes the weight gets heavy, and I find myself reaching for something bigger than me — for comfort, for clarity, for peace.For me, that’s God. This letter isn’t here to preach or convince. It’s just one of those raw moments — where I let the quiet part of my soul speak, and maybe someone out… Continue reading Dear God, Are You Still Listening
Dear Fighter
A letter for survivors healing from trauma and pain Dear Fighter, I don’t know the exact battle you’re facing today — but I know the weight you carry while you fight. I know what it feels like to rebuild from ruins no one else can see. I know what its like to fight alone, when… Continue reading Dear Fighter
Welcome to the Warzone
They say it takes a village to raise a child. I’m raising six — and fighting like hell to keep them standing. Six kids, five with complex trauma, one with special needs. Six kids with broken hearts and broken trust, who sometimes turn their anger on the only people still fighting for them ( because… Continue reading Welcome to the Warzone
Letters From the Edge 