Nichole Frank

06/08/2026

Grand afternoon beautiful beings 🌞

What It Really Means to Be a Wounded Healer
A reflection for those who might not understand yet!

You might have heard this term before...“wounded healer.”
And maybe... you thought it meant someone who’s still broken, someone trying to patch up others while quietly falling apart themselves...
Someone too hurt to help...
Someone still bleeding out, and pretending to be whole.
But, thats not the truth at all.

Let me offer you another opinion... A much deeper one if I will be honest.

A wounded healer is not broken... they have just been initiated.

We didn’t just read about the pain in a book, we actually lived it first hand.
We have felt it in our body...
We have sat with it in silence...
And instead of letting it destroy us, we have let it shape us into the lightworkers we are today.

We know grief like an old friend.
We have danced with anxiety, sat at the feet of our heartbreak, and felt that brutal sting of abandonment.
And through it all... we chose to alchemize it into something so absolutely sacred.

Not because we had to...
But because something within us refused to let suffering be the end of our story.

So no, we are not perfect, and that's not asked of anyone... because it's unrealistic.
We may still have scars that we are healing.
But, those scars tend to be our road maps.
And when we choose to sit with them, they don’t offer us quick fixes or polished advice.
They offer us presence... Depth... Truth.

We have walked the terrain of our inner chaos and transformation.
Which means when we’re in the thick of your own mess, we don’t flinch.
We know how to hold space that’s real and sacred, Because we’ve held it for ourselves.

So, in my opinion this is what makes a wounded healer so fricken powerful.
It's ot in spite of our pain... it's because of it.

So... the next time you meet someone who carries deep wisdom with soft eyes and a strong presence, someone who doesn’t shrink from your truth... You might just be in the company of a beautiful wounded healer.

We are by no means... BROKEN, like some put forth. We are apart of the medicine... The medicine that we choose to share.

06/05/2026

For a long time, I was angry.
Not because the relationship ended.
But because he ended it.

I wanted to be the one who walked away.
I wanted to be the one who made the decision.
And for years, I couldn’t fully understand why that mattered so much to me.

But time has a way of softening sharp edges and revealing truths we couldn’t see in the moment.
Looking back now, I don’t care who ended it.
I really don’t. What matters is that it ended.

Because the truth is, neither of us belonged in that relationship anymore.
And as painful as his words were at the time, they forced a truth into the open that had been sitting quietly between us for a long time.

We weren’t each other’s future.
We were each other’s lesson.

Today, I don’t feel anger when I think about that ending.

I feel gratitude…
Gratitude that he was honest.
Gratitude that he said what needed to be said.
Gratitude that neither of us spent more years trying to force something that wasn’t meant to last.

Sometimes the greatest gift someone gives you doesn’t feel like a gift when it arrives.

Sometimes it arrives disguised as heartbreak.

And years later, you realize it was actually freedom.💜

06/02/2026

Part 5:

There was a point in that relationship when I already knew it should have ended.

I knew we wanted different things.
I knew we weren’t truly aligned.
I knew I was staying in something that no longer felt right.

But I didn’t leave….Then life chose to intervene.

I was in a car accident, I found myself in a very vulnerable position. I needed support, and I needed time to recover. So I had chosen to go back home with family so I could have 24/7 care that I needed.

And after a few days I got a phone call, it was him on the other end.
He told me he was done…
He was leaving.
He told me he didn’t love me, and he didn’t think he ever really did.

Those words hit hard like a knife…
Not just because the relationship was ending, but because a part of me was angry that he ended it first. I think, deep down, I already wanted out… I just hadn’t found the courage to be the one who chose to leave first.

Looking back now, as painful as that moment was, it forced me to face a truth I had been avoiding:

Sometimes we know a chapter is over long before we’re willing to close the book, and sometimes life closes it for us.

I don’t look back at that moment with the same anger I once did. I look back and see a lesson about self-trust, a lesson about listening to what I already knew, and a lesson about not waiting for someone else to make the decision I’ve been avoiding.

Because the longer we ignore our truth, the louder it eventually becomes.

06/01/2026

Ok, so here is the honest to god truth!

I had a friend recommend this book to me last weekend, and who knew it be the book to really spark something inside of me.

I have read so many books over the last few years… but this one really hit. And I actually told my friend there was no coincidence she recommended this book to me.

So with this being said… My full idea for my Podcast came to life, and now I am in the stages of creating what needs to be done for me to have a great podcast. Yes… I will eventually be asking people to be guests on the show.

I am so stoked to actually for this opportunity to bring some amazing content in the future.

Much love ❤️
Nichole

06/01/2026

Here is Lee Harris’s new Energy Update for June 2026!

I have been watching Lee’s updates for many years already, and I find them so helpful with the month ahead.

Have you ever seen his videos before?
If not, you have been missing out.

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05/30/2026

Part 4:

One of the biggest lessons I learned from that relationship was that love cannot overcome a fundamental incompatibility.

He wanted children… I didn’t.

And as difficult as it is to admit now, I knew that early on. I don’t remember ever truly wanting kids. It wasn’t a fear to overcome, a wound to heal, or a mindset that needed changing. It was simply who I was.

When that truth became clear between us, I should have paid closer attention.
Not because either of us was wrong.
Not because one path was better than the other.
But because we wanted different futures.

Looking back, I can see that I kept hoping love would somehow bridge a gap that wasn’t meant to be bridged.

And I think he hoped I would eventually change my mind.

Neither of us was being fully honest about what that reality meant.

Sometimes the most loving thing you can do is acknowledge when two good people want different lives.

I wish I had understood that sooner.

Not because I blame myself for what happened, but because I think we both could have been spared a lot of hurt if I had trusted what I already knew.

Some relationships don’t end because someone is bad. Some relationships end because the truth was there from the beginning, quietly asking to be acknowledged… but we choose not to see it as it is.

05/25/2026

Part 3:

Looking back now, I can see something I couldn’t fully understand at the time:

I was never really being loved as a partner.
I was being treated like a project.

When we met, he was still in the middle of ending another chapter of his life.
And somewhere inside all of that unresolved grief, confusion, and identity shifting… I think he started trying to build a version of a future he thought would make him feel whole again.

The problem was:
that future required me to become someone I wasn’t.

I was very clear about not wanting children.
That was not a phase.
Not fear.
Not something waiting to be “healed.”
It was simply my truth.

But over time, I started feeling this quiet pressure to evolve into a version of myself that fit the life he secretly hoped for.

And that’s the thing about relationships built on potential instead of acceptance:
eventually someone starts disappearing inside them.

Love is not:
“I’ll stay if you become who I need you to be.”

Real love says:
“I see who you are now, and I respect that person fully.”

I was not difficult to love because I didn’t want the same things.
We were simply not aligned.
And no amount of “fixing” was ever going to change that. 🤍

05/23/2026

Part 2:

Looking back now, I realize he wasn’t just trying to “help” me.

He was trying to mold me into someone that made him feel more whole.

The more I healed, the more I started noticing something I couldn’t unsee:
he was pouring all of his energy into fixing me… while avoiding the parts of himself he didn’t want to face.

After a bit of time, I confused that intensity for love.

But trying to control someone’s healing journey is not the same thing as loving them.

Real love doesn’t require you to become smaller, quieter, easier, or more convenient just so another person can feel stable inside themselves.

Sometimes people try to repair themselves through other people.
Sometimes they chase “potential” because it distracts them from their own wounds.

And eventually I realized:
this relationship was never built on truly seeing each other. It was built on projection, rescuing, and trying to create versions of ourselves that didn’t actually exist.

You cannot build a healthy relationship when one person is trying to become the architect of the other person’s identity.

Healing taught me that I was never meant to be someone’s self-improvement project.
I was meant to be loved as a human being. 🤍

05/20/2026

Sometimes the people who say they want to “help” you are actually more attached to the idea of being your savior than they are to truly knowing you.

And when you stop fitting into the version of you they thought they could repair, reshape, or rescue… the relationship shifts and no longer works to their advantage.

I used to think being deeply analyzed meant being deeply loved.

But love is not:
“Let me make you easier to handle.”
“Let me turn you into someone more convenient or digestible.”
“Let me love the future version of you while rejecting who you are right now.”

Real love has space for humanity.
For complexity.
For healing that isn’t linear.
For hard moments.
For growth without control.

I was never a project, and will never be a project…And neither are you. 🤍

I say this with so much love. So, if this hits something inside of you, and you wanna hear more, follow me for more.

And if you ever wanna chat with me about your life living with ADHD, chronic illness, crippling depression, and anxiety… you know I am here for you to do so (I’m one message away).

05/15/2026

Part 6 continued (last part)

This series has been such a beautiful reminder that ADHD is so much more layered than we’ve been taught.

Not just mind.
Not just body.
Not just energy.

But a full human experience moving through every layer of who we are.

I’ve actually gone through the kosha system in class twice now, and every single time I revisit it, something new clicks into place.

There’s something about understanding the koshas that helps weave everything together.
The body.
The mind.
The nervous system.
The emotions.
The energy.
The deeper self.

It creates a fuller picture of why we experience ourselves the way we do.

Exploring ADHD through this lens has completely shifted the way I view regulation, healing, overwhelm, focus, and even self-compassion.

Because maybe the goal isn’t becoming someone “less ADHD.”
Maybe it’s learning how to support yourself more fully through every layer of your being.

Thank you so much for following along with this series 🌿

And if this resonated with you, keep watching… because there’s so much more we’re going to explore together around ADHD, nervous system healing, embodiment, energy, and learning how to work with ourselves instead of against ourselves.