Becoming Her

For some of us, peace doesn’t feel like home it feels like a threat.

Not because we don’t want peace. But because we’ve spent so long surviving in chaos, it’s the only language our body knows. And when the noise finally quiets… we don’t know what to do with ourselves. That stillness? It can feel like danger. That calm, the peace, it can feel unfamiliar it can make us feel unworthy, anxious, or unsafe. Relaxing is hard when your life has trained you to be on guard.

Maybe your nervous system doesn’t know how to “just be.”
Perhaps you grew up in dysfunction, trauma, unpredictability… you had to hustle for love, walk on eggshells, you had to hide who you were just to survive. And now? Now that the chaos is over…the silence is loud, it feels deafening.

But I need you to hear this: You are not broken. You are unwinding patterns that were never meant to be permanent. Healing is learning that peace doesn’t mean something bad is about to happen. It’s reminding your body:
“You are safe now. You don’t have to brace for impact anymore.”

Let’s talk about trauma for a second. Trauma isn’t just what happened to you..
It’s what happened inside of you as a result. It’s the hypervigilance… the shutdown…the shame spiral. Understand that nobody gets to define whether your experience counts.

You know what you went through.
You know how it shaped you.
You owe no one an explanation, defense, or proof. You deserve rest.
You deserve softness.
You deserve peace that doesn’t have to be earned or proven.

Let there be an internal shift. Allow healing to begin, let these declarations echo in your heart, your mind. “It’s safe for me to feel calm.”
“It’s okay to let go.”
“I am not in danger anymore.” Let your body exhale what it’s been holding. Because this is peace, not the enemy.