I am living proof that pain doesn’t get the final say—purpose does.
I overcame all forms of abuse. Through divine strength, I confronted the man who molested me—and forgave him. That moment unraveled chains and rewrote legacy.
I carried shame for years. God met me there, healed me, and helped me forgive everyone involved—including myself. In that space, I found sacred mercy.
Becoming a mother as a teen came with its own storms. After two blood transfusions, my life was preserved. God healed my body and reminded me: He still had plans for me.
Separation from my mom was heartbreaking, but God provided safety and strength. Even when everything felt uncertain, He shielded us.
Placing my daughter for adoption was the most tender surrender. God gave me peace, knowing she would be loved and cared for. It was painful—but sacred.
I transitioned from victim to survivor. Forgiveness and healing were the keys. Now, I empower others to break the cycle and rise.
The weight was heavy, the layers deep—but God peeled them back with tenderness. The healing continues, and the light gets brighter.
Rage once ruled my heart. Grief followed closely behind. Today, those chains are broken. I’m free.
What God has brought me through is proof of His faithfulness. My platforms—Purposed to Protect and Recover Life Soulutions—were birthed from these ashes, shaped by divine grace, and fueled by sacred redemption.
You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good…” — Genesis 50:20
“They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony…” — Revelation 12:11
If any part of my story resonates with you, know this: healing is possible.
You were never meant to stay in survival mode.
Let’s walk this out together
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