Good morning SLAYER! People are often not disturbed by what they see, but by how they see it.
New blog goes up Friday, until then… SLAY on!

Good morning SLAYER! People are often not disturbed by what they see, but by how they see it.
New blog goes up Friday, until then… SLAY on!

Good morning SLAYER! If you don’t like something change it, if you can’t change it change the way you think about it.
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Good morning SLAYER! The hardest prison to escape is your mind.
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Good morning SLAYER! Achievement is never the result of selfishness, it is born out of sacrifice.
New blog goes up Tuesday, until then… SLAY on!

There was a time when I thought my pain would consume me. Now, I know—it shaped me. Our darkest moments hold the power to help others find light. The only question is: are you willing to share them?
When I was deep in my darkest season, I couldn’t imagine ever looking back and seeing value in it. Survival itself felt uncertain. There was no part of me that thought these experiences would one day be considered my greatest possession. But that changed.
It wasn’t until I found recovery that I started to understand. I saw firsthand how someone else’s story could offer hope. One man’s courage to speak his truth gave me the strength to try and heal mine. His vulnerability saved my life. That was the beginning of everything.
Early on, I didn’t believe my story held any value. I thought I needed to be “further along” to help someone else. But then, someone newer than me on this path looked at my progress with awe—and I realized we all have something to offer, no matter where we are.
Whether you’re in the thick of healing or years into your journey, someone else needs to hear what you’ve lived through. You don’t need a polished narrative or a perfect ending. Just your truth. That truth might be the very thing that keeps someone else going.
For a long time, I only shared the highlight reel. The idea of speaking about my pain? Terrifying. I feared judgment, labels, being seen as broken. But the truth is—I was already saying worse things to myself in silence. And pretending was exhausting.
Letting go of that fear and finally sharing my truth didn’t just help others—it saved me. The freedom that came from owning my past, rather than hiding it, was life-changing. The more I opened up, the more I connected. The more I connected, the less alone I felt.
Looking back, it’s almost shocking how much has changed. My darkest chapters no longer control me—they empower me. I’ve taken responsibility, found forgiveness, and made new choices. That transformation gave me back my power.
And maybe the most beautiful part? It allowed me to receive the light of others, too. I no longer walk alone. None of us have to. We can walk together—on our own paths, side by side—with the courage to show up exactly as we are.
There’s no greater victory than turning your pain into purpose. And no greater connection than meeting someone else in theirs.
SLAY on.
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How has your dark past shaped your present strength?
Share your story in the comments. Let’s cheer each other on.
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Sometimes, all we need is a nudge.
Good morning SLAYER! There is no greater illusion than fear.
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Good morning SLAYER! A quiet mind is able to hear intuition over fear.
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Good morning SLAYER! Does your brain have too many tabs open?
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Good morning SLAYER! Action always beats intention.
New blog goes up Tuesday, until then… SLAY on!

Good morning SLAYER! Needing approval is like saying that someone else’s opinion of you is more important than your own opinion of yourself.
New blog goes up Friday, until then… SLAY on!
