You are Enough: Dismantling the Lies Trauma Tells You

When you’ve lived through trauma, especially for an extended period, the lies it plants can feel like truth. Over time, they become part of your inner dialogue:

You’re too much.

You’re not enough.

You’ll never be whole again.

You deserved it.

You should’ve known better.

These are not truths. These are scars speaking.

Trauma has a way of distorting how we see ourselves. It twists our worth, our memories, and even our capacity to hope. It sneaks in during the quiet moments, whispering shame and self-doubt. But healing begins the moment we start separating who we truly are from what we’ve been through.

Let’s be clear:

You are not what happened to you.

You are not the sum of someone else’s choices.

You are not the weight of your past.

You are worthy.

You are lovable.

You are resilient.

You are enough—exactly as you are, right now.

Healing is not about becoming a new person. It’s about peeling away the layers of pain, guilt, and shame to uncover the truest version of you underneath it all—the one who has always been there, quietly waiting to rise.

Yes, the road to reclaiming that truth isn’t linear. There will be days you still believe the lies. There will be moments when the weight of your story feels too heavy but even then, that doesn’t make you less worthy. It makes you human.

Here’s what I want you to know:

You can hold pain and still move forward.

You can question your strength and still be brave.

You can be healing and still be whole.

So when the old lies try to creep in again, speak truth over yourself:

“I am healing.”

“I am allowed to take up space.”

“I am enough.”

Every scar tells a story of survival. Every step you take forward—no matter how shaky—is proof that you are rewriting the narrative. You are not defined by your trauma. You are defined by your courage to rise despite what you have experienced.

So fly, beautiful soul. Not because you’ve forgotten who or what hurt you—but because you finally remember and value who you are.

You are not broken. You are becoming.

xoxo,

fly girl