Let's Heal Together!

Many of us have been surviving for so long that we stopped questioning the weight. We adjusted. We adapted. We became “strong.” We learned how to function with chronic exhaustion, emotional self-neglect, inconsistent relationships, and unspoken resentment—and then we called that maturity. But healing does not begin where coping is constantly justified. Healing begins where truth interrupts what you’ve learned to endure.

Somewhere along the way, many of us absorbed this idea that if God wanted to heal something in us, He would. Full stop. No involvement required. Just pray, trust, and keep it moving. And when the healing didn’t come the way we expected, we didn’t question the framework — we questioned ourselves.

You know exactly who you are. You’re the dependable one. The go-to. The “you got this” friend. The one who holds it all together when everyone else is coming unglued. You pray for people when they’re falling apart — and then go cry in your car afterward because you can’t even remember the last time someone asked you if you were okay.