There’s a little girl inside of me… quiet, wounded, and still waiting to be seen. She didn’t get the love she needed, the safety she craved, the softness she deserved 😔🫶🏼 And now— she shows up in the way I love, in the way I trust, in the way I see myself 💜 Childhood trauma doesn’t jus

you are not the echoes of a broken childhood. you are the quiet bloom after the storm 🌸 forgive—not to excuse, but to set yourself free. your peace is sacred, your healing, divine 💕 the past may whisper, but it no longer writes your story. you are rising. you are becoming. you are h