18/06/2026
It's been a hard few days, as some of you are aware β€οΈ
Thank you to everyone who checks in on me when you notice these things. It means more than you know. π
Cc's Creations is so much more than just a business page to me. It's filled with the most supportive people. Many of you started as followers, some became customers, but what means the most is that so many of you have become genuine friends.
I appreciate every single one of you β€οΈ
I'm signing off for tonight as I'm exhausted, but I will reply to everyone tomorrow.
Tomorrow is going to be a brighter day. My smile is back, my motivation is returning, and I'm ready to keep moving forward.
Goodnight everyone β€οΈ
It's simply amazing what good people, nice clothes and a pair of heels can do. β€οΈ
The last few days have been tough.
I've been talking through trauma, revisiting painful memories, working through things I've buried for years and trying to help myself heal. What people don't always realise is that healing isn't a straight line, and it certainly isn't all positive quotes and "good vibes."
Sometimes healing means being asked a question and suddenly being transported right back to a moment you thought you'd forgotten. Sometimes it means flashbacks, fear, tears and emotions that hit you out of nowhere. Sometimes it means remembering things you never wanted to remember in the first place.
The hardest part is that even when you're safe now, your mind and body don't always get the message straight away. Trauma has a way of convincing you that the danger is still there, even when it isn't.
Let's be honest... healing isn't all fun and games.
But these last few days have also reminded me of something important.
When I couldn't pick myself up, other people helped me stand. People who genuinely care checked in, listened, supported me and reminded me that I wasn't carrying it all alone. Because of that support, I was able to pull myself together, get dressed, put on something nice, slip on a pair of heels and step back out into the world.
It might sound silly to some people, but those little things matter. A nice outfit. A pair of heels. Taking pride in yourself. Looking in the mirror and seeing strength instead of survival mode.
I get so many compliments these days, yet I still struggle to believe them.
Recently, someone said something that really stayed with me:
"When you've been made to feel useless for a long time, you eventually start to believe it."
And that's the thing about abuse. The bruises may heal, the relationship may end, and your circumstances may change, but the words can stay with you long after. They become the voice in your head that questions every compliment, every achievement and every good thing that comes your way.
When you've spent years being told you're not enough, it's hard to suddenly believe that you are.
But healing is learning to challenge those beliefs. It's learning that the abuse was never the truth. It's learning to accept kindness, support and compliments without immediately looking for the catch.
So today, I'm choosing to believe the people who see good in me.
I'm choosing to believe that I am worthy.
And I'm choosing to remember that sometimes healing looks like therapy, tears and difficult conversations... and sometimes it looks like good people, nice clothes and a pair of heels reminding you who you really are. β€οΈ
