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Not the âFâ word youâre thinking of.
This oneâs about faithâthe kind that holds you quietly when no one else does.
âš New blog post up now: đ Read: âThe âFâ Wordâ
because sometimes... it really IS that SIMPLE.
Reminder: Youâre allowed to heal softly.
Not every day has to be a breakthrough. Some days, healing looks like: â Drinking your coffee or tea before it gets cold đ Re-reading the book you already love đž Taking a shower just because it feels good đ§Š Matching your socks (or notâno pressure)
Youâre still growing. Still blooming. Even when itâs slow. Even when itâs quiet.
đ± Hereâs to gentle mornings and loud laughter returning in their own time.
âA warrior in healing. This was me, mid-battleâbald, bruised, and still smiling.â
I was 25 when I was diagnosed with cervical cancer caused by HPV. Within days, I was told Iâd need a hysterectomy. I had to meet with a fertility doctor to discuss options I couldnât affordâ all while trying to process a future I didnât choose.
That was just the beginning.
Since then, Iâve faced:
Two recurrences
An ileostomy, colostomy, and nephrostomy
A breast cancer scare
A life saving blood transfusion that led to an HIV test
Multiple organ complications from chemo
And the moment I had to sign over temporary guardianship of my son
But Iâm still here.
In remission. Still healing. Still fighting for every tomorrow.
This is why I started The Healing Chapterâto tell the truth out loud. To speak on HPV, cancer, motherhood, and what it means to survive a system that nearly broke me.
If even one person feels seen because I shared this, itâs worth it.
đ± đ Read the full story: Why Iâm Here â And Why Iâm Sharing My Story
âš New Post: What Cancer Taught Me About Silence, Systems, and Survival
One virus. Zero accountability. A lifetime of impact.
I didnât just survive cervical cancerâI survived a system that failed to protect me, failed to warn me, and still fails so many others. This isn't just my storyâit's a warning, a wake-up call, and a rallying cry for change.
Itâs about HPV. Itâs about healthcare. Itâs about who gets left behindâand who pays the price.
This is what happens when we stay silent. This is what happens when we donât fund research. This is what happens when women like me are told to âwait and watch.â
đŁ If youâve ever felt failed by the system, this oneâs for you.
âïž Read the full piece now: đ ashlib2bk.wixsite.com/the-healing-chapter/post/what-cancer-taught-me-about-silence-systems-and-survival
#CancerSurvivor #HPVAwareness #HealthcareAdvocacy #Survivorship #TheHealingChapter #HealingOutLoud #SilentEpidemic #ReproductiveJustice
âI lost my hair, my uterus, and my careerâbut not my future.â This is my story, in my own handwriting. A survivorâs journal, carved from the messy middleâ for anyone still figuring it out. đ±
If youâve ever had to start over⊠If youâve ever felt like you were the broken part⊠This post is for you. You are not behind. You are becoming.
đïž Full story now live on the blog: đ Read it on The Healing Chapter
âI lost my hair, my uterus, and my careerâbut not my future.â This is my story, in my own handwriting. A survivorâs journal, carved from the messy middleâ for anyone still figuring it out. đ±
If youâve ever had to start over⊠If youâve ever felt like you were the broken part⊠This post is for you. You are not behind. You are becoming.
đïž Full story now live on the blog: đ Read it on The Healing Chapter
đ„ 4 Years on the Mat
Today marks four years since I stepped onto the mat for the first timeâfaceplanted during warmupsâand somehow still came back for more.
I started jiujitsu because I watched it build confidence in my son. I stayed because it gave me something I didnât know I needed.
Itâs not just a workout. Not just a skill. Not just a community.
Itâs where I remembered what my body could do. Where I stopped feeling like a science experiment. Where I wasnât treated like I might breakâ even when I felt like I already had.
Jiujitsu humbles you. Heals you. Sometimes bruises your ego and your elbows. But it gives you back pieces of yourself you didnât even realize were missing.
So today, Iâm honoring four years of rolling, rebuilding, reclaiming.
Iâm not where I started. And Iâm not done yet.
đ Itâs not just a mat. Itâs where I get my power back. đ âAshli
đ Read more of this reflection: Grit, Grace, and GiÂ
Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is protect your peace.
This started as a 5 a.m. reflectionâcoffee reheated, hoodie on, mind humming like a radio loop.
Iâve been through cancer, trauma, ADHD, and raising a son while learning to advocate for myself in spaces that werenât built for me.
Iâve sat in âhealing circlesâ that felt more like pyramids. Been in rooms where silence was used to control instead of comfort.
But hereâs what I know now: đ Peace is powerful. â Power should never come at peaceâs expense.
I wrote about this in my latest piece, âPeace, Power & Low Taper Fades.â Itâs a love letter to healing, advocacy, and the quiet revolutions we carry within us.
A 5am reflection from a single mom with ADHDâon parenting, power, empathy, and the difference between real connection and curated ones. Beca
THE HEALING CHAPTER // a new beginning
Today Iâm opening a new chapterâliterally and figuratively.
Itâs called The Healing Chapter.
Itâs not a scrapbook of my past. Itâs a public diary for whatâs next. The messy, brave, ongoing story of what it looks like to heal while still moving forward.
Iâm a cervical cancer survivor. A single mom. A woman from Oklahoma whoâs beat the odds more than once:
â I left a toxic relationship. â Got my GED. â Turned a passion into a career. â Started college. â Chose divorce during cancer treatment. â And Iâm still here, still fighting, still hoping.
This space isnât about perfection or performance. Itâs about grit, grace, and the in-between.
Iâll be sharing moments from this new season of life: Going back to college. Navigating healing. Learning how to live againâwith scars, with strength, and with an open heart.
I donât know exactly where itâll go⊠But I do know this:
Even in the darkest chapters, there is a path forward.
đ Follow along. Say hello. Walk with me.
With love and strength, Ashli
âMaybe this is what growth feels likeâŠâ đż
new series i'm workin on ~