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Carolina Borges's avatar

Hi, I’m Carolina. I’m journaling from a small, shared room that somehow holds a whole world—my husband, our daughter, and me. I’m a writer, a new mom, and someone rediscovering faith one quiet moment at a time. I came here hoping to reconnect with parts of myself that got buried under survival mode.

Healing, right now, looks like slowness. Not transformation overnight, but gentle nudges back to center. It’s the moment I choose grace over guilt. It’s finishing a cup of coffee while my daughter naps. It’s writing again—even if just a single, shaky line.

Something small bringing me joy? The sun streaming in like a quiet affirmation that I’m still here. That’s enough for now.

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Minyon Burks's avatar

Hi I’m Minyon. I am journaling from Georgia. I saw this post on threads yesterday and it took me to 11:20pm 5/1/2025 to decide to participate. I just paused to catch my daughter from falling off my bed, she’s learning to crawl and has no situational awareness lol but she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Don’t really know why I started crying when I haven’t even wrote anything yet, but I know I have to heal for her so I can make sure my cuts don’t bleed on her. I have a lot to unpack and I’m not even sure what I have buried deep, but it’s heavy and I feel it the most thinking about my daughter. I am hoping I can learn something new about myself and grow past the unspoken trauma. Happy to be here and see other women here to heal those parts of ourselves that we don’t show the rest of the world. Right now healing is a very foreign object to me that I wish to learn more about.

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