“The only way out is through.” ~Robert Frost When I reflect on the past fifteen years of my life, I sometimes joke about my struggles to lighten the weight of what I’ve endured. “What struggle don’t I have?” I’d say, laughing, but beneath that humor is a real story of pain, , and learning to rebuild myself, piece by piece.
I faced chronic pain, anxiety, emotional abuse, two burnouts, long COVID, and emotional eating—all before I hit my thirties.
It’s been a long journey, and while I still have days where I’m not as happy as I want to be, I’m getting better every day. I was born and raised in the Netherlands, quite literally in the home where I was born.
I’m now twenty-seven and have spent most of my life in this same place. Growing up, I had what you’d call a “normal” childhood until I turned twelve and began experiencing chronic pain—a constant burning sensation in my abdomen that no doctor could initially explain.