Today I share with you a very special story. I would like to inspire more women and men to take the step to heal their wounds, and especially the female line wounds. It is a bit of a long post, more like a blog, so sit back and relax!

My true purpose lied in my wounds
I grew up in a dysfunctional family, where physical and mental illness were present. I was a care giver from a young age, always ready to "help" people. As a child I couldn't make sense of all that was happening. As an adult, I started to make sense of it, and from being a caregiver wanting to save everybody not always in a healthy way, I became a healer and coach. My true purpose lied in my wounds. I just needed some time to figure it out and make sense of all of it. Healing my wounds has allowed me to guide other people to heal theirs.

I was so good at being a studious, quiet and responsible girl.
I grew up believing that to be loved I have to shut down my own feelings and emotions and I have to put other people's needs and wants before mine. These beliefs were formed in early childhood and supported me to live through a childhood where my family was too busy with their own mess to take care of my emotional needs. Only a few months ago, I shared with my dad what I went through and he told me that he didn't realize that I had endured so much. I can't blame him, I was so good at being a studious, quiet and responsible girl.