Broken, Bare, and Rising: The No-BS Blog
This blog isn’t about sugarcoating life. There’s no “everything happens for a reason” here, no fluffy affirmations, no pretending I’ve got it all figured out. This is my no BS space to lay it all out my mess, my chaos, my survival. The days when my body won’t cooperate, my mind won’t stop racing, and the world feels like it’s moving forward without me.
This is where I get real about chronic illness, mental health struggles, trauma, and the uphill battle of just existing. It’s messy, it’s raw, and it’s honest the kind of honesty most people avoid.
Here, inspiration meets reality. Education meets raw truth. Awareness meets healing. And yeah… it’s basically my virtual diary, documenting the unfiltered truth of navigating a life that doesn’t come with an instruction manual.
You’ll read about the hard stuff the heartbreak, the isolation, the setbacks no one warns you about but also the wins, the small wins, and the unexpected moments of clarity that remind you: you can survive this, and you can rise from it stronger than you thought possible.
Topics include:
Domestic Violence and Healing – the ugly, the painful, the survival
Health and Wellness – what actually works when your body fights you
Living With Chronic Illness and Pain – the days that feel impossible and the victories that keep you going
Reflections – raw thoughts, uncomfortable truths, and insights from the trenches
Blog Series on Various Topics – deep dives into specific struggles, challenges, and growth areas so you can really learn, relate, and reflect
This space is for anyone who’s tired of pretending. For anyone who’s felt unseen, stuck, or defeated. Your pain doesn’t define you, your courage to rise does. Step in. Read, reflect, and claim your power.
Living in a World Obsessed With Smaller Bodies
We are living in a society where body image has become fixated on weight loss.
TRIGGER CHECKLIST
You hate that you get triggered. you hate how fast it happens how your body reacts
On the Outside of Dysfunction
For a long time, I was part of the dysfunction. The chaos didn’t feel toxic it felt normal.
Your Triggers Are Not the Problem
You hate that you get triggered, you hate how fast it happens how your body reacts before your mind can catch up.
No Filters, Just Healing
Healing is not matching activewear, green smoothies, and pretending you have your life together.
Lonely Day Survival Guide
This is your reminder: you don’t need to fix those days. You just need to get through them without abandoning yourself.
When the Waves Match the Day
Between cyclone weather, flare-ups, the unexpected and then news that stops you in your tracks — forever 18.
Music was my First Therapist
Music was my first therapist; it provided a space where I could immerse myself in the lyrics and connect with my emotions.
On the Days You Feel Like Disappearing
Not every day is going to feel good. Some days are heavy as hell. Some days you’re just not okay and that’s real
Life’s Little Reminder
I didn’t come here looking for anything deep. didn’t come here to have some big life-changing moment or suddenly “fix” myself
You’re not stuck. You’re staying where you’re tolerated
Being stuck means you have no choice, no options. No way out. It’s survival.
The Little Black Book of Excuses
Somewhere along the way, the “little black book” stopped being about connections and started looking more like a catalogue of reasons why someone can’t show up.
Your Nervous System isn’t broken it’s burnt out.
When your body has spent years in survival mode, it adapts.
What Living with Chronic Illness Really Looks Like
For every moment I’m visible, there’s hours sometimes days of invisible effort behind it.
Healing Isn’t Aesthetic
But here’s the truth: healing is rarely aesthetic, It’s messy. It’s chaotic. It’s raw. And it often looks nothing like the highlight reels you see online.
The little Rituals
There are the little rituals that keep me steady, not perfect, not aesthetic, just real.
Reflection - Life Lately
Life has been full. Not chaotic full. Just movement full. The kind where you look at your camera roll and realise you’ve been living instead of just surviving