I found healing not in isolation but in creation- through drama, movement, music and story-telling, I began to see that the very thing that once silenced me became the source of my voice.. I started working with the children in the community, creating safe spaces where they could express themselves., explore their emotions and find joy in their own stories. What began as a way to distract me, became the path to reclaiming my power. I was no longer a victim- I was a guide, a mentor and most importantly a vessel of hope. But I didn’t walk this journey alone, The strength of the Holy Spirit became my anchor. In moments of weakness, I prayed. In moments of doubt, I listened. The still small voice within reminded me that I was not abandoned, I was chosen-for purpose, for impact. My pain did not disappear overnight, but it became a part of a greater testimony. Through my work with young people and the creative arts, I began to see transformation – not just in them, but in myself. I am proof that what was meant to destroy can become the foundation of something divine- And for that I am grateful. To everyone walking a similar path, know that you are not alone, and that healing is possible. Be brave and courageous, find your voice to speak out, get help in the form of counselling or just speaking to someone you can trust! Healing sometimes begins within the very same place that you have been called to serve!