Trust

Lately, I’ve been realizing just how much trust impacts everything — in love, in friendships, in family, even in the way we show up for ourselves. It’s the reason a lot of relationships end. It’s also the reason mine did.

It took me a long time to admit that trust wasn’t something I had much of to begin with. Not because anyone did anything specific early on, but because of the way my thoughts worked. I used to have these little stories play in my head — things that weren’t real, but felt real. At the time, I didn’t know what intrusive thoughts were. I just knew my brain could take the smallest thing and run with it. And when you’re young and don’t have the tools to make sense of that? It sticks with you.

Over time, those thoughts started shaping how I saw people. How I loved. How I protected myself. And honestly? How I pushed people away, even while trying to hold on tight.

Fear

I used to think if I could just stay one step ahead of disappointment, I could avoid getting hurt. But that mindset? It kept me in survival mode. It made me second-guess everything — even the things I prayed for.

Looking back, I spent so much time bracing for the worst that I didn’t realize I was feeding the fear. And when you’re constantly in fear, it’s hard to recognize when something (or someone) is actually good for you.

I learned that the hard way.

Faith

There were moments I didn’t think I’d make it through. I won’t get into the full story — not yet — but I’ll say this: the heartbreak, the lies, the postpartum struggle, the silence, the pretending… it almost broke me. But even when everything felt out of control, I kept hearing the same thing in my spirit: This pain has purpose.

I used to think being the “healer of broken hearts” meant I’d go into medicine or fix other people. But now I see it differently. Sometimes you have to go through the breaking to understand the healing. And sometimes, the heart you’re meant to heal first is your own.

Boundaries

Recently, I had to let go of something — someone — that wasn’t meant to stay. It wasn’t easy. But it gave me this unexpected strength. Once I said no to that, it became easier to say no to everything else that no longer aligned. Including the things I used to excuse in my past relationships.

Do I miss him? Of course. Do I regret it? Not at all. Because now I see that he was just part of the bridge. Not the destination.

When I finally trusted myself — and trusted that God and the Universe weren’t just punishing me, but preparing me — things started to shift. Doors started opening. My energy started attracting peace instead of chaos. And every time I began to doubt it, I’d get another little confirmation: “Keep going. You’re not crazy. You’re on the right path.”

Healing

If you’re stuck in a place where it feels like nothing is making sense… I see you. If you’re scared to leave something that’s been slowly draining you… I’ve been there. And if you’re just holding on by a thread, praying for a sign… this is it.

You don’t have to have all the answers. You just have to trust that your healing is unfolding, even if it’s messy right now.

Leave me a comment or shoot me a message if this hits home. I’d love to hold space for you, the way others once held it for me.

Much love,

Grace Baquera