Still Standing: My Journey from Orphaned Girl to Woman of Strength
At just 11 years old, I lost both of my parents. As a girl child, life was already hard while they were still there, imagine when they're gone.
That moment changed everything. I was thrown into a world where I had to figure out life on my own — no one to guide me, no one to fall back on. Just me, my fears, and the weight of surviving.
I’m 39 now. And if I’m being honest, I’m tired and exhausted. Tired of fighting silently. Tired of being strong because I had no other choice. Tired of pretending like everything is okay.
But I’m still standing. Not because life has been kind. Not because I have everything figured out. Not because it's been bed of roses. But because something inside me refuses to quit.
💔 The Invisible Burden
People often think strength means smiling through the storm. But strength, for me, has looked like:
✓ Showing up when I felt completely empty.
✓ Pushing forward with no help or backup.
✓ Holding back tears while pretending to be okay.
The truth is, I’ve had to do everything alone.
No inheritance. No emotional support. Not because I have no uncle's or aunties; but no one give a shit about you. No mentor. Just grit, prayer, and survival.
There are days I feel like giving up. But every time I think of how far I’ve come — from that orphaned little girl to the woman I am now — I find a reason to keep going.
🌱 Finding Purpose in Pain
I recently decided to stop hiding and start speaking. To stop pretending and start building.
That’s why I created a platform — not because I have all the answers, but because I know how it feels to suffer in silence. I want to use my story to inspire others like me: women who are silently breaking, yet still breathing. Still showing up. Still hoping.
My voice matters. And so does yours.
A Message to Every Woman Who’s Tired
If you're exhausted, lonely, or unsure how you'll make it — this is for you. You’re not crazy. You’re not lazy. You’re just carrying too much with too little help.
But here’s what I know:
Even when life tries to bury you, you can still rise. Even when no one sees your struggle, it doesn’t erase your strength. You may be tired, but you are still standing — and that’s no small thing.
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7 hrs agoStill Standing: My Journey from Orphaned Girl to Woman of Strength
At just 11 years old, I lost both of my parents. As a girl child, life was already hard while they were still there, imagine when they're gone.
That moment changed everything. I was thrown into a world where I had to figure out life on my own — no one to guide me, no one to fall back on. Just me, my fears, and the weight of surviving.
I’m 39 now. And if I’m being honest, I’m tired and exhausted. Tired of fighting silently. Tired of being strong because I had no other choice. Tired of pretending like everything is okay.
But I’m still standing. Not because life has been kind. Not because I have everything figured out. Not because it's been bed of roses. But because something inside me refuses to quit.
💔 The Invisible Burden
People often think strength means smiling through the storm. But strength, for me, has looked like:
✓ Showing up when I felt completely empty.
✓ Pushing forward with no help or backup.
✓ Holding back tears while pretending to be okay.
The truth is, I’ve had to do everything alone.
No inheritance. No emotional support. Not because I have no uncle's or aunties; but no one give a shit about you. No mentor. Just grit, prayer, and survival.
There are days I feel like giving up. But every time I think of how far I’ve come — from that orphaned little girl to the woman I am now — I find a reason to keep going.
🌱 Finding Purpose in Pain
I recently decided to stop hiding and start speaking. To stop pretending and start building.
That’s why I created a platform — not because I have all the answers, but because I know how it feels to suffer in silence. I want to use my story to inspire others like me: women who are silently breaking, yet still breathing. Still showing up. Still hoping.
My voice matters. And so does yours.
A Message to Every Woman Who’s Tired
If you're exhausted, lonely, or unsure how you'll make it — this is for you. You’re not crazy. You’re not lazy. You’re just carrying too much with too little help.
But here’s what I know:
Even when life tries to bury you, you can still rise. Even when no one sees your struggle, it doesn’t erase your strength. You may be tired, but you are still standing — and that’s no small thing.