There is something profoundly healing about being truly seen by another human being. Not for what you do. Not for how well you perform. Not for how useful, pleasing, agreeable, productive, funny, attractive, or successful you can be. But for who you actually are underneath all of it. Early life trauma and relational boundary violations create a faulty lens through which we view ourselves. As children, we experience painful moments, rejection, criticism, neglect, abandonment, emotional...

For much of my life, I believed the pain I carried in my relationship with my mother was something I simply had to live with.

I never set out to become a changemaker. I don’t think anyone really does. For me, it happened slowly, after years of carrying pain that kept getting louder and patterns that kept circling back on themselves. Something in me finally whispered, Not like this. Not anymore. I became a changemaker the moment I stopped pretending. The moment I finally told the truth. When I stepped out of the silence that shaped my childhood and found the courage to speak, even knowing my speaking would probably...