Redeem Thyself

Redeem Thyself Redeem Thyself supports the journey to self-love and healing. Mission
The mission of Redeem Thyself is understanding the journey to self-love and healing.

Redeem Thyself provides a social media support group for professional women who have experienced trauma and abuse and want to embrace self-acceptance, self-kindness, and self-compassion. It is a platform for women who want to critically and thoughtfully learn together while growing and supporting one another in our journey for a better tomorrow. Vision
Redeem Thyself will provide a social media pr

esence where professional women who have experienced trauma and abuse can share their stories, feel supported, and learn from one another. Redeem Thyself hopes to inspire women to recognize and acknowledge their abilities as professional and accomplished women and to embrace those abilities in every aspect of their lives. Purpose
The purpose of Redeem Thyself is to give professional women who have experienced trauma and abuse a voice and a place to be heard without judgment. Redeem Thyself is a platform for women to support, encourage, and inspire one another as we move towards a peaceful, loving, and fulfilling life.

I rememer when I first started this account. Afraid to share, yet that was the reason to start the account. To share my ...
06/05/2026

I rememer when I first started this account. Afraid to share, yet that was the reason to start the account. To share my story with others; to know that I am not alone and for others to know they are not alone.

It's been almost two years. I am still hear. You are still here with me. I am grateful. Thank you for helping me create this sacred space ~ julie

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I miss the good times. I have a feeling that many of use who have been through trauma and abuse can still speak to the g...
06/04/2026

I miss the good times. I have a feeling that many of use who have been through trauma and abuse can still speak to the good times. There were good times with past husbands. There was something about them that I enjoyed. Unfortunately, those times are few and far between. The darkness overshadows.

As for my siblings, I do not miss them. I do not have good memories in which to reflect. I try. But I just cannot find much joy from childhood. ~ julie

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I can say this time and time again. Do I believe it? No, at least not yet. I hate to be a burden, to take up space, to d...
06/03/2026

I can say this time and time again. Do I believe it? No, at least not yet. I hate to be a burden, to take up space, to draw attention to myself, to need help.

Last week, I fell yet again. Falling seems to be an issue with me over the last ten years or so. Most of the time I do not do much damage. But this fall, like another I had a few years ago, resulted in a injury. I broke my ankle. It is not a severe break, but break all the same. Back in a boot. Grateful to the young family who stopped to help me.

Now, taking up space with medical care, having to jump through hoops so that I can still go to work, my pups cannot go on walks, nor can I, my daughters and dear friends....even my therapist....taking the time to reach out and check on me. Taking up space.

They care. I need to let them care. I need to allow myself to be loved. Hate being a burden ~ julie

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The obligation to not rock the boat, to not cause a stir, and keep calm waters. I did this regardless of the damage it w...
06/02/2026

The obligation to not rock the boat, to not cause a stir, and keep calm waters. I did this regardless of the damage it was causing to my own well-being, my emotional health, mental health, spiritual health. My mother had very firm expectations of how girls, women were to conduct themselves; to be the perfect hostest.

In turn, my platabilty with her, her power, her expectations, I never knew who I wanted to be. Never knew who I was. I towed the line; did as I was told. I hated to disappoint her; something she said I could never do. Yet, I felt as is I had so many times. So, when I become a mom, my goal was to be a kinder mom, one who listened, validated, affirmed, cautioned, and encouraged my daughters to be who they are. I hope I did that. I pray that this was the message that was sent consistently enough so that my daughters were able to grow to be who they wanted ot be; called to be.

You? ~ julie

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I have shared many times that I trust my gut. Yet, I have also shared that I not respond to my gut. I do not take the ne...
06/02/2026

I have shared many times that I trust my gut. Yet, I have also shared that I not respond to my gut. I do not take the necessary actions. I do not respond. That is because I have not known that I have a right to leave, to walk away, to find a kinder, safer space. Not long ago I saw a post that stated birds born in a cage are afraid to fly. I can truly identify.

I am free now. No abuse. No trauma. Just the normal stresses of everyday life. While this is all true, to be able to fly is just so scary. I keep pushing myself though, staying in spaces that may feel scary let are very safe spaces. I keep practicing. Do you? ~ julie"

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It doesn’t happen once. There isn’t a moment where everything clicks and stays that way. Yet, I ask. Who am I? Who was I...
05/31/2026

It doesn’t happen once. There isn’t a moment where everything clicks and stays that way. Yet, I ask. Who am I? Who was I? did I every really know who I was? Am? I ponder, never spending too much time on this topic. I will never know who I would have been, who I would have become becuase the trauma and abuse happened when I was so little, so young. All I can sense is the fear, intimidation, and teasing of my brother.

So, I go back to what was. What the facts were at the time. Who I was because I needed to survive. It is repetition, a cyclical process of revisiting, reprocessing, and refining who I chose to be. Taking ownership of who I want to be, ownership of my accomplishments knowing that there is no one here to abuse me again.

It is not resolved. Rather, I am still willing. Willing to explore, to ponder, to try. ~ julie

If this meets you somewhere, comment “return” or save this for the days you forget.

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Forgiveness can get misunderstood. Like it means returning, reopening, or restoring everything as it was. But it doesn’t...
05/30/2026

Forgiveness can get misunderstood. Like it means returning, reopening, or restoring everything as it was. But it doesn’t always look like that. That is not what forgiveness is. Forgiveness has nothing to do with the other person. In forgiving, we can release ourselves from the burden, hurt, anger. We let that person go. We have no obligation to reestablish communication, relationship, or agreement.

Sometimes it’s internal. A release not a return. And protection can still exist alongside it. Think about one boundary that still matters to yo or comment “both” if this resonates. ~ julie

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There are moments where speaking doesn’t feel steady. Where words come out slower; or less certain than expected. For me...
05/29/2026

There are moments where speaking doesn’t feel steady. Where words come out slower; or less certain than expected. For me, speaking is very easy when it comes to presenting at a conference, leading a meeting, sharing my passion projects. Those I can talk about with confidence. When it comes to myself, though, talking about me, my daily happenings, my feelings it feels easier to stay quiet;
to wait until it sounds stronger; clearer; more confident. But that time has yet to come. I am trying, one word, one sentence at a time. But to speak up, to share...it is just too scary.

Yet not everything that matters arrives perfectly. If something needs to be said, something that I want to share....it counts. It should be valued. Comment “voice” if this connects or send this to someone who needs the reminder. ~ julie

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Pushing through can look like strength. Keeping it together. Not needing anything. But over time, that kind of pattern s...
05/28/2026

Pushing through can look like strength. Keeping it together. Not needing anything. But over time, that kind of pattern starts to take something. Yet, I am so tired of pushing forward. Pushing just to get the next step. I wonder, do I need a vacation? Do I just need to allow myself to do nothing over a three day weekend? Or is the pushing the healing. Trying to capture maybe even recapture a part of me that has been buried for so long.

Ignoring your own needs doesn’t build resilience; it builds distance. Distance from myself, distance from others. The inability to engage, to meet new people, to make myself vulnerable. It all adds up.

If this feels familiar, drop a ⚠️or save this to come back to later. ~ julie

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There was a time where certain emotions felt like something to suppress. For me, I surpress the hurt, the pain, the need...
05/27/2026

There was a time where certain emotions felt like something to suppress. For me, I surpress the hurt, the pain, the need for love. I do not have to worry about surpressing joy, laughter, happiness because I seldom feel it. I do not have to suppress those emotions. Rather, I am working hard to feel joy, laughter, happiness. At times I am noticing them. I hold on to them as long as I can, a little bit longer with each sensation. But then, it's gone again. Something to move past quickly; before they became visible.

But feelings don’t show up randomly. Even when they’re inconvenient; they point somewhere. Notice one feeling that came up today; without correcting it. If this lands, comment “notice” ~ julie

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