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i learned that healing doesn't happen overnight. some days i had to celebrate just getting out of bed, cooking a meal, or making it through work. progress is progress, no matter how small.
- Marie
the hardest part was believing i deserved peace. once i did, every small victory, smiling again, laughing with my kids, feeling safe, became proof that healing is real.
-anonymous
survivor stories
Everyday i reminded myself that leaving wasn't the end of the fight. i kept a small journal where i wrote one thing i was proud of each night. it helped me see how far i was actually moving forward.
- Anonymous
what saved me was creating a safety plan - keeping copies of im[portant documents, a bag hidden away, & memorizing two phone numbers i could trust. even the smallest steps made me feel strong.
-Natasha
i had to remind myself constantly: i am not what happened to me. i'm stronger because i survived. surrounding myself with positive people & safe spaces kept me going when i wanted to give up.
- Anonymous
freedom felt impossible at first, but each step i took i reminded me that i was building a new life. not just escaping one. hope grew stronger every time i chose myself.
-anonymous
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