Recognize Your Triggers
There comes a moment in every woman’s life when the pain catches up. And not just the surface pain, the real deep stuff. The abandoned little girl inside of you is screaming to be seen. The betrayal you never talked about. The shame you buried. The rage you keep suppressing because you don’t want to come off angry or bitter. But you are. You’re tired. You’re heavy. And sometimes, you’re lost.
I know that place. I’ve lived in that place, and what I’ve learned is that your triggers are not your enemies. They’re your teachers.
But you won’t pass the lesson by avoiding them. You’ve got to face them, eyeball to eyeball. Stop pretending like they don’t control you when they actually run your whole damn emotional system.
Recognizing your triggers means being honest enough to say, “Yeah, that touched a wound.” Not deflecting. Not blaming. Not performing strength. I’m not talking about crying for Instagram or screaming into a pillow for an aesthetic. I mean, actually admitting that your reaction is deeper than the moment, and doing the work to unearth it.
You have to ask yourself:
Why did that comment cut so deep?
Why does being ignored feel like abandonment?
Why does control make me feel safe?
Why do I keep choosing chaos and calling it passion?
This is the unglamorous part of healing. The dark feminine. The shadow self. The part of you that’s been silenced but is now kicking down doors saying, “Enough.”
And when you face it, truly face it, you will cry. You will grieve. You will be mad as hell. But eventually...
You will rise.
You will forgive yourself.
You will let go of the person who hurt you without needing them to apologize.
You will stop performing for people who don’t deserve you.
And most importantly, you will stop betraying yourself just to keep the peace.
You’re not broken. You’re awakening.
And once you’ve done the inner work, once you’ve felt it, processed it, and released it, you have every right to move on with your life. Don’t get stuck in healing mode forever. Don’t stay on the emotional treadmill thinking peace is a performance. At some point, you have to say:
“I’m done bleeding from that wound. I’m ready to live.”
Your past is not your prison. Your trauma is not your truth.
And your triggers? They’re just keys to a door you’ve been too afraid to unlock.
But now you’re here.
So open it.
And walk out of it... like the woman you were always meant to be.