“You don’t miss them. You miss the version of yourself that believed their potential was more important than your peace.” Let’s talk about something that kept me stuck for way too long: trauma bonding. You’ve probably heard the term thrown around on TikTok or in therapy-speak, but sis, let me break it down for real. Trauma bonding is that addictive cycle where you feel chemically attached to someone who hurts you — and the highs feel so high that you convince yourself the

“You don’t miss him. You miss the version of yourself that believed his lies.” Let’s talk about something that kept me stuck for way longer than I want to admit: trauma bonding. You might not even know you’re in one right now. That’s the scary part. If you’ve ever found yourself defending someone who treats you like garbage, or feeling like you can’t breathe without them even though they drain the life out of you — girl, listen. That’s not love. That’s your

“You don’t have to bleed for someone to prove you love them. Real love doesn’t require you to survive it.” Let’s talk about something that kept me stuck for way longer than I want to admit: trauma bonding. You know that feeling when you can’t stop thinking about someone who treated you like trash? When the highs are so high and the lows make you question your own sanity? When you find yourself defending them to your friends while crying in the bathroom?

“You keep picking the same person in a different font — and then wondering why the story ends the same way.” Let’s talk about your dating patterns, sis. Because I know you are sitting there replaying that last conversation in your head, or staring at your phone waiting for a text you know is not coming. And the worst part? This feels familiar. Like you have been here before. Because you have. You are not crazy. You are not “too picky.” And you

“Trust is like a mirror. You can fix it if it breaks, but you will still see the cracks.” Let us be real for a second, sis. Trust is one of those things you do not think about until it is gone. Like your phone battery at 2% — you only notice how much you needed it when it is dead. Maybe your best friend shared something you told her in confidence. Maybe your boyfriend lied about where he was. Maybe your mom