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 ...
Ripping the Roots: Cutting Off My Mother, Planting New Ground
Danielle To You 's Podcast
8 minutes
6 months ago
Ripping the Roots: Cutting Off My Mother, Planting New Ground
I made the hardest choice—I cut my mother off. I’ve been stuck in this cycle, aching for her support, especially now, with my kids leaving for the summer with their dad. I asked her to help this last week, but her response, demanding money and laughing it off, broke me. I’m done expecting her to be what she can’t. It’s a painful truth, but it’s mine. I see now how her roots grew into the tree of my failed marriage, my divorce, and the chaos I’ve lived through—doors slammed, holes in walls, ki...
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 ...
