I am not healed. And that’s why I can guide you.

Your're just becoming!

I am not healed.

Not completely.

Not clean and shining and whole all the time.

Sometimes I still bleed.

Sometimes I still grieve.

Sometimes I still wake up asking if I’m strong enough to keep walking.

But I’ve learned to walk with the ache.

I’ve stopped waiting to be “ready”.

I’ve stopped pretending I need to be perfect to show up.

I’ve stopped believing that light means never touching darkness.

Because what I offer is not a cure.

It’s presence.

What I offer is not advice.

It’s attention.

What I offer is not a mask of strength.

It’s the truth of someone who keeps going — open, raw, real.

You don’t need someone who’s reached the mountaintop.

You need someone who knows the terrain, who can sit with you at the bottom, and gently say:

“You’re not broken. You’re just becoming.”

And maybe, in that space, you’ll remember your own light.

And that’s when healing begins.