heal from the past

Let Go, Omega

I’ve learned to let go of the old habits.
I’ve learned to release the pain.
I’ve learned to free myself from the past—
even when the memories still try to haunt me.

Some nights,
the echoes return,
creeping quietly into my mind.
But I whisper to myself,
like a prayer:
"Let go, Omega."
And I rebuke what no longer belongs to me.

The woman I was in 2017...
when I met him—
the one whose name no longer deserves a place in my story—
I thank him now.

Because he was a lesson.
I cried through it.
But I learned.
From his actions, his silence, his behavior.
He taught me who I never want to become.
He showed me what I would no longer tolerate.

I am a mother. 💕
I am grateful.
I love my little princess. 👧
She is my heart outside my body.
She gives me purpose.

And God—
God is my strength, every day. 💪🙏
He reminds me that healing is my responsibility.
To be whole is my mission.
To walk in purpose is my calling.

I’m back at the gym.
I’m journaling again.
I’m learning to study the Word on my own.
And I’m learning to trust His voice.

I have a job. (Grateful)
I have health. (Grateful)
My daughter is well. (Grateful)
There’s a roof above me, food on the table.
(Grateful, grateful, grateful)
My family is whole—no losses.
La gratitud siempre, en todo momento.

Because this is not the end of my story—
This is the beginning of my becoming.