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Someone once gave me diamonds. Disguised as love, but laced with poison. For a while, I believed they meant something real. I thought...

I don’t miss him. I miss the me I almost abandoned trying to hold on to someone who never really held me.

He brought poison. I brought fire. This is the story of how I set it down and finally walked away.

I’ve grieved losses most people never saw. My heart still beats grief, but it also beats life. And I’m learning to feel safe again, with myself.

I grew up in a dysfunctional family. I didn’t stay there. This is how I broke the pattern and started building a life rooted in truth, safety, and self-respect.

Coming to Belize was a last-minute decision. I came because life had kicked my ass, and I needed space away from reality.

I didn’t recognize it as abuse until I was out. That’s how covert abuse works. And this is how I reclaimed my life.

He didn’t teach me through lectures. He taught me by living it. And now, in every quiet act of leadership, I carry him.

Leadership isn’t about knowing everything. It’s about staying present, asking for help, and taking the next step, even when everything falls apart

We don’t just reinvent our lives. We reinvent how we hold rage. How we hold power. How we hold ourselves.

I once bought a book called How to Sit. Now I don’t need the book. I have this room. I have this body. I have this life I’ve learned to live from the inside out.