There were seasons in my life when my body didn’t feel like mine.

2005 – My Body Against Me
Two years after being diagnosed with scoliosis, while living with asthma too. Every breath, every movement, reminded me of my limits. My body ached, my posture reminded me of difference, and I felt trapped inside it—a passenger, not the driver.

2015 – My Mind Against Me
A decade later, the battle shifted inward. I carried the weight of trauma from years earlier and found myself struggling with depression and suicidal thoughts. My body felt like it was trying to survive, but my mind was still under siege. The sense that I didn’t fully belong in my own skin returned, only this time it was mental and emotional pain, not just physical.

Looking Back, Claiming Forward
Reflecting now, I can see the pattern. Trauma and illness, in their different forms, had tried to take me over—but I survived. My body and mind may have felt alien at times, but I endured, I grew, and I reclaimed pieces of myself I once thought were lost.

Even when my body wasn’t fully mine, my story—and my strength—always were. 2025 my story, body, mind, and voice were all mine!