My Story
My name is Kerri, and my life has been a curriculum of survival, awakening, and remembering. I have lived through abusive relationships — not once, but several times — each one leaving marks that shaped me, broke me, and eventually pushed me toward my own truth.
The Breaking
Trauma has a way of fracturing time. There were years when I lived in fight or flight, years when I didn’t recognize myself, years when I believed survival was the best I could hope for. Abuse taught me fear, but it also taught me resilience. It taught me how to walk away. It taught me how to begin again.
The Becoming
Healing is not linear. It is a spiral — returning to old wounds with new wisdom. Through therapy, reflection, and the raw honesty of solitude, I began to understand the patterns that shaped my life. I learned to mother myself with the same tenderness I give to my children.
The Home (Numerological 7)
My healing deepened when I landed in the home I live in now — a numerological 7, a number of introspection, spirituality, and inner work. I didn’t know it at the time, but this house would become the sanctuary my soul had been searching for. Here, surrounded by wildlife, trees, and sky, I finally slowed down enough to hear myself. Here, I discovered my diagnoses: ADHD, PTSD, anxiety, and panic disorder — not as labels, but as explanations. Here, I began the long process of learning how to love myself. It only took me 44 years to get there.
The Remembering
Healing didn’t arrive all at once. It came in small moments — a breath, a bird call, a quiet morning, a realization that I deserved gentleness. I learned that my worth was never dependent on someone else’s ability to see it. This website is the story of that remembering.
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