You’re Not a Problem to Fix (Read This When You Feel Like One)
To the ones who wake up every day carrying way more than most people will ever see—yeah, I mean you.
You’re not weak. You’re not “too much.” You’re not broken beyond repair. You’re a walking, breathing miracle, even on the days you feel like a glitch in the system instead of a person.
You’ve lived through things that would’ve completely flattened a lot of people. Maybe you’re tired down to your bones. Maybe your heart feels like it’s been stitched together with shaky hands and thin thread. Maybe some days just dragging yourself out of bed feels like climbing Mount Everest in flip-flops.
DRY YOUR EYES, GIRL by Christina Balzani is a powerful memoir that takes you on a profound healing journey after childhood abuse. Christina shares her story of overcoming trauma with raw honesty and resilience, inspiring readers to find strength, hope, and healing.
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Every piece starts with breath. I pour, I wait, I listen for that tiny rhythm inside the resin—the part that remembers why it’s here. Strength doesn’t always roar; sometimes it settles, glittering, and keeps watch. That’s what this collection became for me: light that holds the story without demanding to be told. If courage had a glow, I think it would look like this.
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Healing from a Volatile Past: Navigating Growth, Self-Compassion, and Boundaries
Healing from a past relationship that was so emotionally charged and volatile is like peeling back layers of tangled memories. There are days when I look back to understand what went wrong and how I can move forward better and stronger, but there’s this unsettling fog. I was gaslit for years, and even now, it's tough to tell where my faults end and where the distortions of my ex’s words begin.
This relationship wasn’t just about verbal abuse; it was layered with mental, emotional, and even sexual abuse. The weight of it all sometimes makes the healing process feel endless. I stumbled upon old pictures of us recently while looking through my laptop for something else. We were together for a decade, so as you can imagine, the photos were endless. Some even made me smile—seeing us goofing around, both of us looking happy in those moments. For a second, I thought, Was it all bad? Did we have good times? But then reality settles in. Pictures don’t tell the full story. Were we happy, or was I just holding it together long enough for the photo?
Navigating trauma from something like domestic abuse, especially when it includes multiple layers of harm, is complex and confusing. There were times when I even wished the scars were physical so I could see them heal, feel the pain fade. The verbal wounds, though—they echo, making it hard to piece together what happened, let alone where I fit in it all. Self-compassion doesn’t come easy when self-blame lingers; I don’t know how to be kind to myself without feeling like I’m letting myself off too easy, even though, if it were anyone else, I wouldn’t hesitate to extend grace.
We were young when we began, and if anything, that relationship taught me what I don’t want in a partner. But the fear remains. Opening myself up again, being vulnerable—it’s something I desperately want but find hard to allow. Two years on, I’m still wrestling with these memories, trying to own my story while holding space for the complexities of being both a survivor and a person in progress. To anyone else on this journey: you’re not alone. Healing isn’t a straight line, and it’s okay if the past still holds its sway on you some days. It’s all part of learning to trust yourself again and, slowly, rebuilding that self-compassion. 💙
