💌 Letters from the Rebuild #23
Have You Ever Cried Over a Vacuum? I Have.
There are moments in a rebuild no one warns you about.
Not the big ones — not the heartbreaks, the breakthroughs, or the phoenix-from-ashes scenes that look cinematic on paper.
I’m talking about the strange ones.
The small ones.
The ones that catch you off guard.
Like the moment you find yourself standing in your living room, tears welling up in your eyes…
…because of a vacuum cleaner.
Yeah.
I cried over a vacuum.
But not because something was wrong.
Because something… finally… wasn’t.
Let me explain.
🧹 The Price of “Support” When You’re a Trauma Survivor
🕯️ This post is part of the Letters from the Rebuild series—my open love letter series to those of us rebuilding something sacred from the ashes. Career. Identity. Voice. Hope. These letters are the embers I send out into the dark, just in case you need to hear: You’re not alone. 🐦🔥
