Stronger than before ...

 

She's not crazy, she was abused. She's not stupid, she was manipulated. She doesn't have an attitude, she's protecting herself. She's not bitter, she's speaking the truth. She's not hanging onto the past, she's been traumatized. She's not acting weird, she's lived a nightmare. She's not weak, she was trusting. She's not giving up, she's healing. 

 Every reaction, every emotion, every scar tells a story of survival. Of resilience. Of a strength that doesn't look like everyone else's, but is no less powerful. Don't try to fit her into a box of what's "normal" – she won't fit. She was broken, but she's also being rebuilt. And the pieces that are left? They're not fragments of a shattered person; they're pieces of a mosaic, showing exactly how strong she is. She's figuring out who she is, post-trauma. And that takes courage. That takes power. She's not broken; she's being pieced back together, stronger than before. 

 She's finding her voice, her boundaries, her self. And anyone who can't see that doesn't deserve to be in her orbit. She's learning to prioritize herself, to recognize her worth, and to demand respect. And that's a beautiful thing. She's not just healing; she's growing, she's evolving, and she's becoming the best version of herself.