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@angieroars_

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Positioning experts, founders & movement builders as the authority buyers trust, choose & pay premium for. • Abuse Recovery + Mental Wellness

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I just can’t hide it🤷🏻‍♀️ #maidenname #lastname #fyp #crazy #wildandfree #Feral #brat by @angieroars_

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There is something so magically powerful about a man who understands how to deeply connect with his woman emotionally, spiritually and physically.

He is gentle with her
He is physically and verbally affectionate towards
He’s concerned about her wellbeing
He’s protective of her
He’s nurturing towards her

…and responds with surrender ♥️

#relationships #deepconnection #lovers #intimacy #relationshipgoals #relationshipadvice #marriagecoach #marriagecounseling #relationshipcounselling taken in Virginia by @angieroars_

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There comes a point when a woman stops explaining her darkness to people who only know how to worship the light.

She stops making herself easier to understand.
Stops softening her edges.
Stops apologizing for the armor she had to grow just to survive.

She has walked through enough fire to know that darkness is not always something to fear.

Sometimes, it is where she reclaimed her power.
Where she learned to trust her own voice.
Where she became impossible to manipulate, diminish, or control.

She is not cold.
She is discerning.

She is not hardened.
She is sovereign.

And she is no longer asking permission to embody every part of who she is.

The light.
The shadow.
The softness.
The steel.

All of her. 🖤

Maybe you’ve reached that point too.

Drop a 🖤 if this resonates. taken in Virginia by @angieroars_

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10 days ago

I AM JANE DOE!!

3, 5, 7-11, 13, 15, 22, 34, 36 40, 44-47...every woman knows my numbers and what they mean. these are the ages I was assaulted pointing out how often it happens and I don’t think we’re mad enough!! #iamjanedoe #share taken in Virginia by @angieroars_

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The scariest version of me isn’t angry.

She’s the version who finally realized she survived everything she thought would kill her.

The betrayal.
The abuse.
The fear.
The nights she didn’t know how she was going to make it through.
The years spent shrinking, surviving, forgiving, and trying to keep the peace.

There comes a point when you look back at everything that was supposed to break you and realize…

Holy shit. I’m still fucking here.

And something changes when you know that.

You stop being so afraid of losing people.
You stop begging to be understood.
You stop making yourself smaller to keep other people comfortable.
You stop confusing survival with living.

And you sure as hell stop handing people the power to determine your worth.

I didn’t come out of the darkness untouched.

I came out knowing exactly what I’m made of.

There’s a different kind of power in a woman who has walked through hell, healed enough to recognize herself again, and realized the fire never destroyed her.

It introduced her to herself. 🔥

And she’s not going back.

#Survivor #ReclaimYourPower #HealingJourney #Unbreakable #WomenWhoRise taken in Virginia by @angieroars_

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#tiktocchallenge #angel #saint #fyp #witchywoman by @angieroars_

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#resilience #relatable #liveandlearn #healingjourney #traumahealing by @angieroars_

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2 months ago

Nobody talks about what freedom actually looks like.

Everyone imagines freedom as fireworks.

For me…

It looked like the first deep breath after decades of surviving.

The first time I realized I didn’t have to explain myself.

The first morning I woke up without waiting for someone else’s mood to determine mine.

The first time silence felt peaceful instead of dangerous.

Healing wasn’t becoming someone new.

It was remembering the woman who existed before fear convinced her she had to disappear.

That’s the strange thing about freedom…

From the outside it can look incredibly ordinary.

A quiet smile.
A deep breath.
Sunlight on your face.
A moment where nobody owns your peace anymore.

Sometimes the strongest person in the room isn’t the loudest.

It’s the one who finally stopped asking permission to exist.

What was the moment you realized your life belonged to you again?

I’d genuinely love to hear your story.

⬇️ by @angieroars_

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They thought they were breaking me.
They were teaching me exactly who I could never become again.

Some people mistake kindness for weakness.
They confuse patience with permission.
They mistake silence for surrender.

Then one day…
the cage opens.

Don’t fear the lion that roars.
Fear the one that learned to stop apologizing for having teeth.

Not everyone deserves access to the version of you they helped create.

Agree or disagree? 👇

#RebelsAndRage #WeRefuseToBeNormal #LionMentality #KnowYourWorth #HealingJourney by @angieroars_

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Chapter VII — The Grief of Unbecoming

There came a day when I stopped asking…

“How do I become someone new?”

And started asking…

“Who have I never allowed myself to grieve?”

I grieved the little girl who believed silence kept her safe.

I grieved the woman who mistook exhaustion for love.

I grieved the version of me who apologized for taking up space.

I grieved the one who believed her worth had to be earned.

I grieved every identity I built just to survive.

Then…

Something unexpected happened.

As I mourned them…

I stopped judging them.

As I stopped judging them…

I began loving them.

And as I loved them…

They no longer needed to protect me.

Maybe that’s what healing really is.

Not fixing yourself.

Not becoming someone new.

But finally sitting beside every version of yourself that carried you this far…

without shame…

without judgment…

without condemnation…

and whispering…

“Thank you.”

“You kept me alive.”

“You can rest now.”

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The hardest part of healing wasn’t becoming.

It was unbecoming.

Because every step toward freedom required saying goodbye to the identities that once kept me safe.

There is grief in that.

A grief no one talks about.

Not because you’re becoming less…

But because you’re finally becoming free.

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Can I ask you something?

What part of yourself have you had to lovingly let go of…

not because she was wrong…

but because she no longer needed to protect you?

I’d be honored to hear your story.

#healingjourney #traumahealing #traumarecovery #QuantumCatalyst #rememberwhoyouare by @angieroars_

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3 months ago

For years, I wore masks I didn’t even know I was wearing.

The people-pleaser.
The peacekeeper.
The one who stayed quiet to keep everyone else comfortable.
The one who believed acceptance was something I had to earn.

The strange thing about masks is that they don’t usually feel like lies.

They feel like identity.

Until one day, you realize you’ve been protecting a version of yourself that no longer deserves to survive.

So you let it burn.

Not because you’re becoming someone new…

Because you’re finally becoming who you were before fear convinced you to be someone else.

🔥 The most painful part isn’t losing the mask.

It’s realizing how long you believed it was your face.

What’s one mask you’ve had to let burn?

One word is enough.

#Resilience #HealingJourney #MindsetShift by @angieroars_

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