Healing Doesn't Always Look Like Green Juice

Instagram wellness might say the "glow-up" starts with green juice, daily journaling, and barre class three times a week. But what about when it starts with brushing your teeth again after three days in bed?

While I do think those lifestyle rituals can be supportive, sometimes healing means returning to the basics after weeks of struggling to maintain even the smallest habits.

What Healing Has Actually Looked Like For Me

About a couple of years ago, I experienced a crisis that left me with residual trauma: hypervigilance, panic attacks, chronic fatigue, brain fog—the works. And while I wasn’t functioning at my usual capacity, I was still producing. Just enough that most people wouldn’t know I was unraveling behind the scenes.

My "girl dinners" were chicken nuggets, cereal, and PB&Js. I was living in the same few pairs of sweats, sleeping a lot, and avoiding the pile-ups I promised myself I’d "get to later."

The Slow Rebuild

“Getting back to normal” looked different for me every day.

Donating clothes I haven’t reached for in months. Decluttering rooms that turned into drop zones. Texting friends back. Rebuilding my personal and professional calendars, one gentle commitment at a time.

Weekends looked like slow cleaning sprees, long moments at my altar, and finally putting my energy back into making my space feel like mine again. I was reintegrating my everyday wardrobe and putting calls with my people back on the calendar.

Bit by bit, life has started to feel more spacious again.

When Trauma-Informed Therapists Fall Apart (And How We Rebuild)

A therapist's worst fear is being seen as someone who struggles—because we’re "supposed" to be the experts on healing.

But the truth? Many of us know what to say because we’ve had to say it to ourselves first. We’ve used the bridge statements, scribbled affirmations in the dark, and redefined what success looks like when we can barely get out of bed. It is this real-life experience that informs my truly trauma-informed approach to therapy.

I’m grateful for the support I had during this time—a soft, steady community of people who let me fall apart and didn’t rush my return. I’m still grieving what this chapter took from me, but I’m also learning to move differently.

A dear friend always reminds me to ride the rollercoaster with my hands up. Eventually, you stop resisting the dips and learn to move with the rhythm.

If you’re in the messy middle, please know this: you don’t have to earn your comeback. You don’t have to turn your pain into a perfectly packaged lesson.

You just have to keep choosing yourself, one soft restart at a time.

And if all you managed today was brushing your teeth? That counts too.

Ready for Your Own Soft Restart?

The truth is, I couldn’t have navigated my crisis or started my slow rebuild without the consistent support of my own therapist and a gentle plan. That’s the kind of non-judgemental space and expertise I offer my clients.

I'm currently accepting new clients for one-on-one sessions. If you're ready to define what your gentle healing looks like, click the link below to view my availability and book a free discovery call.

In gentleness and little wins,

Jazzmyn

What small win are you celebrating today? I’d genuinely love to hear it in the comments below.