Leaving isn’t just freedom, it’s grief, it’s silence, it’s the ache of what it costs to walk away. In this reflection, I explore the unspoken weight of endings, the courage it takes to exit and why choosing yourself is never betrayal but reclamation.

Healing Isn’t Aesthetic. It’s Messy, Brave, and Unfolding. We see it everywhere, the candles, the journals, the soft pink quotes that say “just let it go.” While there’s nothing wrong with rituals or inspiration, I want to gently offer this:

From Silence to Self-Honouring. How to Speak Your Truth (Even When It Feels Scary) There’s a kind of silence that holds you tenderly, a...