Letters from My SoulWelcome dear one,This is a quiet space for hearts that are healing, wondering, becoming. Here, I write from the ashes and the light. From heartbreak and hope. These letters are born from my journey of losing my way, meeting my pain, and finding something beautiful in the middle of it all.
If you’re walking through your own wilderness, if you’re craving clarity, wholeness, or simply to be seen, these words are for you. May you feel less alone here. May something in these letters speak gently to the truth inside you.
The Beauty Hidden in Brokenness
I see you’re in your hole again,” she said, sitting across from me—notebook in hand, pen poised.
A flicker of frustration danced in her eyes. I froze. Her words landed like a slap. My heart pounded. My chest flushed with heat and fury.
How could she ask that? My life had fallen apart—I was walking through ashes, drowning, gasping for air in a sea of pain.
I wanted to shout at her, “Of course I’m in my hole! Where else could I be!?”
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