Category: Getting Personal

Chapter 35: the year of the Lioness ♒️

For 35 years my Momma has summoned her strength to support me through all of life’s chaotic and challenging moments. She taught me strength, perseverance, and how to move through life’s fragile chapters with courage. She taught me my people-pleasing era is over. That sometimes you have to be “selfish” to protect your peace, preserve your mental stability, and stand firm in who you are.

She shaped me into a fierce lioness: resilient, protective, and unafraid to claim my space. Focused and locked in. Going after everything that I deserve.

So please, don’t tell me happy birthday. Thank my Momma for giving me life. Because without her, there is no me. My birthday will always be dedicated to you Mommy. I love you.

🤍

Father of mercy and compassion,

For we know suicidal ideation and suicidal thoughts are REAL. So many of your people are hurting Father. Lost, burdened, weary and weak.

I come before you humbly to pray for your people. Wrap your presence around those who are hurting right now. Where there is darkness, breathe in even the smallest glimmer of hope. Where there is overwhelming sorrow, send comfort that reminds them they are not forgotten, not alone, and never without worth. Protect minds from hopeless thoughts and surround them with people, moments, and reminders that life still holds purpose, their presence still holds value.

Help those of us close to the broken to be vessels of compassion; steady, kind, and present so no one feels they must carry their pain in isolation. And for our own hearts, Lord, grant peace. Strengthen us so we can support others without losing ourselves. Renew our faith that healing is possible, that light returns, and that love is stronger than despair. May your grace and love continue to extend further than any devastation.

In Jesus’ Holy, Righteous and Sovereign name, Amen. 🤍

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Bipolar Disorder can get ugly

Let’s talk about the ugly side of bipolar disorder. The parts people don’t like to hear or are too embarrassed to speak about.

It’s losing trust in your own mind. Constantly questioning whether your thoughts, emotions, or decisions are you or an episode forming. The manic highs and the depressive lows. It’s the shame after episodes. The apologies. The mistakes. The decisions that were made that don’t truly align with who you are as a person. The relationships strained or lost. Not from lack of love, but from a brain at war with itself. It’s isolation. Pulling away because you’re afraid of being a burden, while quietly needing connection the most.

It’s surviving moments you didn’t want to be here anymore and then having to learn how to live after that. Medication trials. Side effects. Acceptance. Resistance. Learning that stability isn’t weakness and needing help doesn’t erase strength. Even on good days, bipolar disorder leaves scars, hypervigilance, grief, and a level of self-awareness earned through pain.

I advocate because honesty saves lives. Because romanticizing this illness helps no one. Because survival is something to speak about, not hide. This is the ugly but necessary truth.

And I’m still here. Still growing. Still choosing to live. Walking right with you. Because, we are Stronger Together. 🤍

In mental solidarity,

Mental Health Meds: The Courage People Love to Criticize

Taking Meds Isn’t Weak—Shaming Is.

My Zoloft (Sertraline) helps me stay balanced with Bipolar Disorder, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and panic/anxiety. Mental health medication isn’t something to be ashamed of, it’s healthcare. It’s self-care. If meds help you live, function, and breathe easier, that’s strength.

Medication is part of how I survive and thrive. I’m not ashamed of that. It’s okay to need medication to support your mental health. You’re still strong. It’s incredibly courageous facing your mental health.

I’m right here with you.

P.S. ✨️ Oh, next time anyone thinks about pill shaming someone, don’t. ✨️

Season of Humility and Alignment

This season sat me down and humbled me in ways I didn’t see coming. My season of humility and of alignment. 🩷

It stripped me of ego, status, illusions, and patterns that no longer aligned with who I’m becoming. This was my season where I took accountability for my choices, faced my shortcomings without excuses, and learned that alignment sometimes feels like loss before it feels like peace.

God did not allow this to punish me but to realign me with my values, goals and principles. To show me how powerful and costly mishandling free will can be. I owned my mistakes, released what wasn’t meant for me, and learned that growth requires accountability, not denial. Or delusion.

I’m no longer chasing what looks good or feels easy, I’m choosing what feels aligned. Humbly and with purpose.

This season taught me that I’m not bigger than the program, no matter how much value I hold.

With humility and hope,

Farewell 2025.

2025 hurt. 🥹 Deeply. Loss stacked upon loss, mistakes met consequences, silence replaced closure. But this year also taught me how to sit with myself, own my story, accept responsibility, be more self-aware and to never let this world turn me cold.

✨️ The silver lining of 2025: finally gaining my mental stability. I am the strongest I’ve ever been mentally. Mental well-being. Mental clarity. Mental sharpness. It’s priceless.

God’s word declares:

🙌🏼 We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. -2 Corinthians 4:8-9 NIV

With humility and hope,

Sonique Louise 🩷
Founder, Sonique Louise Foundation

Borrowed Time.

Love on the people who love you. Revisit that place that brought you so much pain. Celebrate even the small magical moments.

We are all here on borrowed time. 🩷