If you’ve been following along from Part 1, you know this hasn’t been some Instagram-perfect glow-up. It’s been ugly-cry nights, deep...

Here’s a little truth bomb for you: You can’t “self-love” your way out of every problem on your own. I don’t care how many Pinterest quotes you’ve read — there is zero shame in saying, “I don’t know how to do this. I need help.” In fact, I’d argue that learning to ask for help is one of the most self-loving things you can do. When I finally admitted I didn’t have all the answers, the game changed. That’s when I started building my A-Team.

The shell of me that once smiled to hide the pain. For a long time, my body didn’t feel like mine. It felt like something to hide. To...

what comes next — the building. And spoiler alert: The “building” phase is not a glamorous HGTV-style montage where your life transforms in 3 minutes with a cute soundtrack. It’s messy. It’s awkward. It’s equal parts “hell yes” and “what the actual hell am I doing?”

Trigger Warning This post discusses abuse, sexual assault, and trauma recovery. If you are in crisis, please reach out to the 988 Suicide...

From childhood abuse and trauma to surviving domestic violence, rape, and suicidal lows — this is my unfiltered journey of rebuilding from self-loathing to self-love.