finding balance

My life has not been in vain. My pain became a path. My voice became a shelter. My existence has allowed others to exist with less fear.

Mi vida no ha sido en vano. Mi dolor se transformó en camino. Mi voz se convirtió en refugio. Mi resistencia creó un legado que sigue salvando vidas hoy.

This is for every person who has been told their life depends on a pill — then made to feel guilty for needing it.

Have you ever felt like screaming and it's like nobody would hear you if you did?

This holiday season, while many are wrapping gifts and gathering with loved ones, I find myself walking through a different kind of transition — one filled with endings, beginnings, and a quiet, steady determination to choose faith over fear.

Through the hospital visits, the medication changes, the frustrations, the prayers, the tears — I am still here. I am smiling as I write this blog post.

Your life may be so noisy, so dark, trying to figure out how you got to that part. Walking back and forth wondering if you're coming or going.

Help and healing are possible. It starts with one act of surrender and one conversation with someone you trust.

To my sisters of resilience: it's okay to rest. You're still a warrior.

On the inside, my spirit was broken into pieces | On the outside, I masked it, very well | With a hyper cheerful personality | Faked my way through | But, I saw the light one day