I’ve experienced love in many forms—young love that faded too soon, a marriage that taught me the cost of betrayal, and a relationship that left me with scars I couldn’t see at first. For a long time, I equated vulnerability with weakness. I stayed quiet about my pain, afraid no one would want all of me—especially the parts that weren’t perfect anymore. But healing taught me that being open isn’t a weakness—it’s courage. I overcame a lot through self-reflection, prayer, therapy, and learning to forgive—not just others, but myself. It took time, tears, and truth to understand that my worth isn’t defined by what I’ve been through. I have learned to love and be loved without fear. My story isn’t about what I lost; it’s about rediscovering hope, embracing honesty, and finding peace in being seen exactly as I am. I hope to help others find the same peace, healing, and confidence within themselves.