Healing Avoidant — The Journey Begins

For most of my life, I didn’t realize I was running—from connection, from intimacy, from the terrifying risk of being truly known.I wore independence like armor and kept people at a distance, convincing myself it was strength. But in truth, I was afraid—afraid of being hurt, of being seen, and, worst of all, of being left.

If any part of that feels familiar, you’re not alone.

I didn’t have the words for it then, but what I’ve come to learn is this:I was living with an avoidant attachment style. I didn’t choose it, and it doesn’t define me, but it shaped how I loved, how I lost, and how I showed up—in relationships, in faith, and in my own reflection.

Healing Avoidant isn’t a brand—it’s a confession. A mirror I built to finally see myself clearly.It’s the space I created to be honest about the damage avoidance can do—not just to the people who love us, but to our own hearts.

This is for the ones who see themselves in these words. And for the ones who loved someone who pulled away when things got real.For the runners. And for the ones left chasing.

This healing didn’t begin in therapy, or in a relationship. It began when I opened my Bible with no expectations—only a quiet desperation to stop feeling so far from everything. And God didn’t meet me with shame.He met me with grace.

Little by little, that grace is helping me unlearn the fear that kept me distant for so long. And I believe He can do that for you too.

This blog will be a place to unpack the hard truths, the healing moments, and the kind of faith that doesn’t skip the messy middle. I don’t have all the answers—but I’m walking toward peace. And I’d be honored to walk with you.

Here’s to the start of something honest. Something sacred. Something whole.