Healing is your responsibility.
Let it hurt, then let it heal you.
Don’t fear the fire, become it.
Don’t become like those who caused you pain.
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It’s Okay to Not Be Okay, But It’s Not Okay to Stay That Way.
Tag: Healing
Psychiatric Care Boxes 🦋
Boxes filled with care items for underprivileged psychiatric hospitals.
May 24th, 2019. A day I’ll never forget. A day I remember vividly. The day I attempted suicide.
At this point in my life, my mental capacity had completely deteriorated. My heart rate consistently ran 164 BPM, I was going through psychosis and most days, I slept in my bedroom with the curtains closed, hoping to fade away. On the outside, I seemed fine, but the inside told a very different story.
I wanted to take my life.
I would end up spending 10 days in Auburn Hills, Michigan, at Havenwyck Hospital for in-patient mental health treatment. My stay at the psychiatric hospital was very fulfilling, but as they were helping me, I was thinking about how I could return and help them.
Havenwyck, although doing their very best, was an underprivileged psychiatric hospital. Necessity items were in short supply, and the demand and need were growing increasingly.
Four years later, I’ve decided to pay it forward.
Introducing Psychiatric Care Boxes! 🦋 These are boxes filled with care items for underprivileged psychiatric hospitals such as Havenwyck. Last year, I donated to Havenwyck Hospital, so this year, I’m choosing StoneCrest Center! It’s located right here in Detroit!
I am excited to continue serving God’s people through my philanthropy efforts, and I hope you will join me!
Lean in and contribute here! 🎀
Dance like nobody’s watching 🩰
“Dance like nobody’s watching” is an idiom that means to act or behave in a free-spirited, genuine manner, without concern for the opinions of others. It’s supposed to mean that you should find your own joy in life without worrying about what people will think of you.
xoxoxo, Sonique 🎀
Letting go. 💫 Moving on.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6 NIV
Move on. Not because it is expected of you but when you are ready. There is no timestamp on healing, no timestamp on grief, and no timestamp on recovery. It isn’t linear.
For over three years, I’ve mourned the complicated loss not only of my significant other but also for the life and future we had planned.
There comes a moment when you must let go and move on for your peace. For your mental stability. For yourself.
There comes a moment when the loss is no longer your identity but embedded in your history.
There comes a moment when the fire that once burned you becomes the very flame that ignites you.
And finally, there comes a moment when your heart looks back with gratitude but looks forward with hope.
And that hope is the very thing that saves you.
There’s light ahead, I promise. Just keep living.
Wishing this for you all. 🫶🏼
Hate is truly too big of a burden to bear.
Let it hurt you.
Let it heal you.
Let it school you.
Let it go.
Thank you God for healing and forgiveness.
I’m truly free. 🫶🏼
P.s.: stay tf from round me though.
No one is coming to save you, Jesus already did that. 🩷
I’M NOT EMBARRASSED ABOUT ANYTHING!
I’ve struggled. I’ve been hurt by people I loved the most. I’ve been double crossed, used, played, played with, bamboozled, hood-winked, AND led astray. I’ve been betrayed by friends. I’ve been broke and broken. I’ve mismanaged money and priorities. I’ve ugly cried and had emotional challenges and mental issues (still do).
I’ve privately taken L after L. Lost, rebuilt, repeat. I’ve, on several occasions, had to live back home as an adult when life brought me back into my mother’s nurturing arms. My safe place.
I’ve run from grief. I’ve been blindsided and discarded. Yes, dumped. I’ve begged for someone to see my value and worth. I’ve been embarrassed by circumstances that happened to me. I’ve been hurt by fake love, mentally broken, and absolutely stupid many times. I’ve given out blind loyalty and trust without thinking twice, and it came back to bite me. I’ve been depressed and suicidal many times.
But one thing is for certain, I’ve always ate everything up and remained 10 toes down through it all. Bent but never folded. Never switched up.
So for me, my body represents more than flesh. It represents strength, resilience, and freedom. Courage. It represents proof that a body that went through war may have scars, but that’s the beauty in it all. My body represents health, healing, God’s love, God’s grace, and God’s sovereignty.
With love, Sonique 🩷🎀✒️
No one is coming to save you, Jesus already did that. 🩷 Let hope hold your hand while you save yourself. Be your own hero.
Thank you, Father God. 🙏🏼
In April 2020, I was 99 lbs, a borderline alcoholic and endlessly asking God to take back the life He had given me.
Plot Twist…
In April 2023, I am naturally 175 lbs, occasionally getting my drink on (haha) and endlessly thanking God, yet again, for saving the life He’s given me.
God’s Plan.
Stay strong.
Fight on.
Mental Health Monday 🧠
You can not heal in the same environment that wounded you. Heal and rebuild. There is freedom in that.
🫶🏼 2016 x 2017 x 2023
Healing requires assessing all the damage done. I can’t ultimately blame anyone for my suffering but myself.
You see, during our walk of righteousness, we have what’s called FREE WILL. I freely and willingly allowed and settled for less than I deserved. I can’t blame God. I can’t even ultimately blame the other person. I can only ultimately blame ME.
With God’s grace and mercy, my healing is my responsibility. My burden to bear. My cross to carry.
Taking accountability. Standing on that. Onward.
Sonique Louise Foundation 