Rylinda was raised in a community rich with resilience, love, and culture—but like many places, it wasn’t without its challenges. Amid beauty lived struggle, and silence often wrapped itself around pain.

As a survivor of domestic violence, Rylinda carried wounds that weren’t always visible, and like many, she was left to navigate her healing journey without a map. For years, she walked the road of survival—until she decided to walk a different one.

Anger, despair, and emotional volatility became familiar roads. In moments of overwhelm, she turned inward with blame—or outward in self-destructive ways. But something in her refused to accept that suffering was the only way forward. She needed a detour. A new direction.