The Unmuted Truth #7: When the Wound Becomes the Way

For Everyone Who Was Taught To Whisper

By Nina, Transformational Mindset Coach

If you missed the beginning of this series, you can read The Unmuted Truth #1 here

'Honouring who I was and who I’m becoming—this is where healing begins.'

The Myth We Carry: I must be healed to help.

There was a time where I believed that in order to be of service to others I needed to be healed, whole, unscarred. That my past was holding me back, my trauma a hinderance.

I felt that I needed to be ‘the strong one’, and I carried my badge of ‘survivor’ with honour and pride. However, what I’ve come to understand—slowly, gently, and through many cracked-open moments—is this: our wounds are not roadblocks to healing; they are the way through.

For so long, I believed healing meant leaving my pain behind.

That strength was about rising above it, triumphing over it, proving I was bigger than what I’d been through.

But I see it differently now.

Healing, I’ve learned, isn’t a battle to be won—it’s a becoming.

It’s not about erasing what happened, but embracing who I became because of it.

The journey through trauma isn’t something to “get over.

”It’s something to revere.

Because somewhere within that wound…Is wisdom.

Compassion.

Medicine.

Not just for me—But for others walking their own path of return.

'We are not meant to carry the weight of perfection. Just presence.'

The Wound That Speaks

When I stepped into the world of coaching, I quickly realised that technique wasn’t my true focus—passion was.

It didn’t matter if I asked the perfect question in the perfect frame.

What mattered was that I could sit with another human being and truly witness them.

To validate their pain.

To honour their fear.

To gently touch the fragile threads of their self-worth—

because I had once held those threads myself.

That ability didn’t come from textbooks or training.

It came from the scar tissue of my own journey.

The more I coached, the more I saw it clearly:

there was power in my wounds.

Not in spite of them—

but because of them.

'Truth doesn’t always roar. Sometimes, it flickers quietly from the heart.'

The Medicine Within

I realised… there was medicine in my story.

And the more I honoured it—not just once, but over and over—something extraordinary began to happen.

It was like doors within me kept opening.

Each time I embodied a new layer of the lesson my scar had to teach,

my understanding of myself deepened.

And with that depth came something even more precious—a greater capacity to hold space for others.

To walk beside them not from a place of knowing all the answers,

but from having sat in the silence.

From having touched the edges of pain and stayed.

This wasn’t about rescuing or fixing—it was about presence.

About becoming a mirror, a witness,

a safe place for someone else’s expanding.

The most profound truth that emerged from this unfolding was the realisation that I was not here to teach.

Not in the way I once imagined—standing at the front, offering truths like lectures from a podium.

Because the truth is, the answers aren’t mine to give.

They already live inside the person sitting across from me.

And so, I pulled apart the word Education—back to its Latin roots: Educere—to draw out.

That’s when everything changed.

I stopped trying to fix or fill, and instead began to hold space… to gently draw out the knowing that had always been there.

That realisation came from my scar.

From the part of me that once felt empty, unworthy, uncertain—

and now knows how to whisper,

“You already have what you need.”

'From the scar, light rises. This is where my story began to heal others too.'

Letting Go of Shame, Not the Story

There was a part of me that feared my story would make people uncomfortable.

That it was too much. Too messy. Too real.

So I softened it.

Sanitised it.

Tucked it behind polished words and practiced smiles.

But I’ve come to realise…

Shame thrives in silence.

And the parts of us we’ve been taught to hide

are often the very parts that hold the most truth.

Letting go of shame didn’t mean rewriting my story.

It meant reclaiming it—exactly as it was.

Not because the pain defines me,

but because it shaped me.

It taught me how to feel.

How to see others.

How to stay with what’s hard without looking away.

Our stories don’t make us broken.

They make us brave.

'The shame is not mine to carry. The story stays—brighter than ever.'

A Gentle Invitation

Take a quiet moment.

Breathe into the space where your story lives.

Not the version you tell to make others comfortable—

but the one that still makes your voice tremble.

The one you’ve whispered only to yourself.

Now ask…

✨ What part of my story have I silenced out of shame?

✨ What would it feel like to honour it, rather than hide it?

✨ What healing might come—not just for me, but for someone else—if I let it be seen?

Your story doesn’t have to be loud.

It doesn’t have to be shared with the world.

But it does deserve your presence.

Your compassion.

Your truth.

Because maybe—just maybe—your wound is the medicine someone else is waiting for.

'A quiet moment to reflect, breathe, and honour your own unfolding.'

🌷From My Heart to Yours

You are not fragmented.

You are becoming.

Every scar you carry, every ache you’ve held in silence,

has shaped the way you hold space, speak truth, and offer love.

You don’t need to wait until the wound is gone to be of service.

You only need to meet it with compassion.

To honour its wisdom.

To trust that it hasn’t disqualified you—it has qualified you in the most sacred way.

So if you're still walking through the ache,

still learning how to breathe through the echoes of your past—

know this:

There is nothing wrong with you.

There is nothing to fix.

There is only this beautiful, unfolding journey of return.

🌻One layer at a time.

🌻One breath at a time.

🌻One brave truth at a time.

🕯️And Remember - I am here for you every step of the way

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From my heart to yours,

thank you for walking with me.

Hugs Nina🌻💜

You are needed.

Just as you are.

Transformed not by forgetting the past, but by walking forward with it.'