In this episode, I explore the caged bird’s song, realizing my strength was never a choice but a survival instinct. People praise how I endure, but I never had options like leaving my kids or falling into addiction. I chose to sing, turning pain into purpose. My capacity to love, to try again, to find silver linings, once felt like a curse, making me angry at endless tests. Losing my son became my greatest lesson, teaching me to listen before chaos, to weave warmth from ashes. I built my own ...
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In this episode, I explore the caged bird’s song, realizing my strength was never a choice but a survival instinct. People praise how I endure, but I never had options like leaving my kids or falling into addiction. I chose to sing, turning pain into purpose. My capacity to love, to try again, to find silver linings, once felt like a curse, making me angry at endless tests. Losing my son became my greatest lesson, teaching me to listen before chaos, to weave warmth from ashes. I built my own ...
On Father’s Day I reflect on the father who raised me, the father I lost, and the daughter I shield from my truth. Join me as I navigate family lore, betrayal, and the silence I’m learning to break. For 26 years I believed my father was a man named Gus. My grandmother swore I looked just like his sister, my aunt. But at 26 my mother revealed the truth. My father was Dino, a man tied to my family’s history in ways I never imagined. His sister, who I called grandma, helped raise me. His daughte...
Danielle To You 's Podcast
In this episode, I explore the caged bird’s song, realizing my strength was never a choice but a survival instinct. People praise how I endure, but I never had options like leaving my kids or falling into addiction. I chose to sing, turning pain into purpose. My capacity to love, to try again, to find silver linings, once felt like a curse, making me angry at endless tests. Losing my son became my greatest lesson, teaching me to listen before chaos, to weave warmth from ashes. I built my own ...
