Built from broken. Growing on purpose.
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Not starting over โ starting true.
๐ ๐งโโ๏ธ๐๏ธ
This is what it looks like to choose yourself.
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Who Am I – The question that sparked my transformation journey. I am, that I am. I am many things. ๐
Hi there, Iโm Casandra.
โข Iโm a writer of truths, even the messy ones. โ๏ธ๐
โข Iโm a runner โ not from things, but through them. ๐โโ๏ธ๐
โข Iโm a dog mom to two wild souls who saved me as much as I saved them. ๐พ
โข Iโm a healer in training โ for myself first, and maybe others someday. ๐ฟ๐
โข Iโm a soul-led woman learning to listen more to her gut than her guilt. ๐งโโ๏ธ
โข Iโm a recovering people-pleaser turned boundary-builder. ๐๐ซถ
โข Iโm a believer in growth, grace, grit, and green smoothies. ๐ช๐ฅฌ
โข Iโm a nature junkie who believes answers live in the wind and the trees. ๐๐ณ
โข Iโm a gym rat with a soft heart and a strong deadlift. ๐๏ธโโ๏ธ๐
โข Iโm a student of life, spirit, grief, and grant writing. ๐โจ
โข Iโm a creator โ of meals, of moments, of meaning. ๐ฝ๏ธ๐ฏ๏ธ๐จ
โข Iโm a hopeful romantic who loves hard and heals harder. ๐๐ฆ
โข Iโm a seeker of peace, purpose, and perfectly baked sourdough. โฎ๏ธ๐๐ธ
โข Iโm a woman whoโs been broken open and is now blooming, on purpose. ๐ชจ๐บ๐
Iโm one who left behind the noise to rebuild a life that feels like mine. After years in healthcare, heartbreak, and holding it all together for everyone else, I hit a breaking point โ and decided to start over.
I deleted social media, changed my number, and moved to a new stateโฆ alone. I chose me for the first time in my life. This blog is part healing journal, part soul project โ a space where I share my journey through grief, growth, self-discovery, and everything in between. No filters, no fluff โ just real stories, honest reflections, and the messy beauty of becoming.
It all started with a question: โWho am I?โ Back then, I was disconnected, exhausted, and unsure. Now, Iโm learning that who I am isnโt something I have to chase โ itโs something I return to. Piece by piece, Iโm coming home to myself. And maybe, through these words, you will too.
If youโre walking through your own chapter of change, healing, or awakening โ youโre not alone. Welcome to the safe space, a home within.
โAnd the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.โ โ Anaรฏs Nin

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