Before I ever walked into a church, I was already carrying something. A loss that happened before language. Before memory. Before I had a single word for any of it. This is the story of what that loss made me believe — and what I am finally learning to let go.
Safety isn’t the absence of danger. It’s the presence of something. Learn how to recognize real safety in your body, test for it in relationships, and begin rebuilding trust with yourself — one small step at a time.
