
05/05/2025
Have you ever felt like you’re holding the world… but no one is holding you?
Like you’re the one people turn to for guidance, healing, wisdom—
…but inside, there’s an ache.
A quiet emptiness.
A deep, old wound.
For years, I was the woman who could hold everyone else—
but not herself.
In my latest blog post, I share the story I’ve never fully told:
✨ The night I sat on a beach in Broome, WA under the moon and let myself finally fall apart.
✨ The spiral of healing that began when I stopped performing—and started listening.
✨ What the path of the Wounded Healer really looks like, from the inside out.
If you’re a woman who holds space for others but quietly wonders, “Who holds me?”
This is for you.
🌿 Read the full story here: https://helenawillow.com/woundedhealer/
Let me know if it speaks to you.
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