My Life. My Struggle. My Healing.

May 18th, 2026

It’s been 5 months since the life I thought I was going to live completely changed. Running with my baby in my arms is something I will never erase from my mind. In one moment, my whole world changed — and my children’s world changed again too.

That’s what PTSD feels like for me. Reliving moments long after they’re over. Feeling trapped in memories I’m no longer living in. My body still reacts like I’m stuck in survival mode. Sometimes I can still hear the yelling, feel the fear, the tension, the anxiety, and the pain all over again. Anxiety has lived in my body since before I was even an adult. I allowed people to treat me like I was worthless because deep down, I believed maybe I was.

But these last few months have taught me something different. I’ve learned that I am worth more than the pain I accepted. I’ve learned that I do not have to live in constant fear or survival mode. I’ve learned that I am not the horrible things people once said about me.

Most importantly, I’ve learned that with God, healing is possible.

Little by little, God is replacing my fear with peace and my anxiety with faith. Even in the moments when Heaven feels silent, I know God still hears every prayer. He still shows up. He still fights for me and my children.

I’m still in the middle of my healing journey, but I hold onto hope that one day we will finally have the peace, joy, safety, and love we deserve most.

When you read my blog, my personal thoughts, and my journal entries, I hope you know one thing above all else: you are not alone. Not in your pain, your fear, your anxiety, your faith, or your struggles. We all carry battles people cannot see. Some heavier than others.

Maybe while I heal, you’ll find pieces of healing too.

I pray you find comfort in knowing someone else understands.
I pray you find healing through my story.
And most of all, I pray we both find peace.

Let’s keep going.

Love always,

Kelsey