06/07/2026
Day 6 of the 30 Day Forgive & Heal Challenge. 🖤
I went to the rage room — not because I was angry. I don't get angry. I went because I was carrying something far more dangerous than rage.
Grief.
I've grieved my grandmother. I've grieved friends who walked away. But the loss that took the most from me was grieving the father of my daughter — my person. That loss was catastrophic. And I couldn't even process it during my pregnancy because whatever I felt, she would feel. So I protected her. I held it all. And then she was born — and the grief was still there, waiting.
Here's what nobody talks about: grieving someone who is still alive is its own kind of pain. There's no funeral. No flowers. No permission to fall apart. The world just keeps moving — and you're expected to keep up.
I didn't. I let myself go completely. My body. My mind. My sense of self.
But I know he would not want me this way. He always believed in me. So this transformation — this release — is me choosing to finally believe in myself too.
I am making myself my person. My own safe place. My own home.
If this one hit you — you are not alone. 🖤
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06/06/2026