One Year of Therapy

A year of unlearning, relearning, breaking cycles, and choosing myself in ways I never used to.

Here’s what I’ve learned:

It’s okay not to be okay.
There’s strength in admitting you need support.
And seeking therapy doesn’t make you weak it makes you someone who refuses to keep carrying pain alone.

Therapy isn’t just sitting in a room talking.
It’s choosing yourself every single day.
It’s facing the hard truths, the old wounds, the patterns that held you back.
It’s learning how to respond instead of react.
It’s giving yourself permission to grow, to feel, to rest, to be human.

This year has taught me

✨ Accountability — taking ownership of my healing, not blaming myself for my hurt, but being responsible for my growth.

✨ Acceptance — meeting myself exactly where I am instead of forcing myself to be somewhere I’m not.

✨ Understanding trauma — recognising what shaped me without letting it define who I become.

✨ Letting go of the old me — the version built from survival, fear, hyper-independence, and silence.

✨ Reinventing myself — slowly, intentionally, becoming someone I’m proud to be.

✨ Self-worth — no longer settling for less than I deserve, not from others and not from myself.

✨ Boundaries — protecting my peace, my energy, my space… even when it disappoints others.

✨ Removing myself from people and places that remind me of who I had to be, not who I’m becoming.

The distance between who I was and who I am now feels huge and I’m allowed to celebrate that.
Healing didn’t happen overnight.
But piece by piece, choice by choice, I rebuilt myself.

And I’m not done growing.
This is just the beginning of becoming the healthiest version of me