Not mascots. Not ideals.
They’re the voices buried. The feelings put off.
Each one holds a piece of healing: softness, rage, chaos, silence, joy.
They’re emotional guides. Not always easy—and not meant to be.
They take up space. They ask to be felt, not fixed. Here, the Women We Carry speak. This is their space to share stories, thoughts, and emotions,
if and when they choose to. If you hear yourself in their words, you’re welcome to join the conversation.

Please be kind. This is a place for honesty and respect.

🪞 Disclaimer:
This space is not a substitute for therapy or professional mental health care. While stories shared here may touch on personal struggles, this is a community space centered on expression, not diagnosis or treatment. We hold space with care, but we’re not clinicians. Please share responsibly and kindly.

• Be kind. Respect all voices.
• No hate, bullying, or discrimination.
  
• Share your own story, but don’t diagnose or advise others.
  
• Remember, this is a public space; please share responsibly.
  
• Trigger warnings are appreciated.
  
• This space is for expression and connection, not therapy.

Come as you are.

Be you. Find balance. Stay beautiful. ✨