I tried wearing my trauma like a badge of honor, believing it made me stronger. Sharing my war stories with those who I believed needed an explanation for my audacious strength. Convinced myself, my unsettling past made me who I am today, but no. My trauma doesn’t deserve that credit. I’m here to reclaim my power and take the credit my healing process truly earned. “Don’t give your trauma the credit it doesn’t deserve” is a mantra that remains stuck in my head, as I practice my boundaries and reinstall my privacy settings that were taken from me. Which all had to be relearned through self love and healthy practices. I am now giving credit where credit is due, to me who did the work. So cheers to me, my inner child and my highest self. And thank God for therapy.