Found at 17

You gave everything. They still left. You don’t know why. Sometimes the wound is running the show long before you even know it’s there. Found at 17 is for the woman who is done performing fine. For the late discovery adoptee. For the woman healing after divorce, after abandonment, after a childhood that looked fine but left marks nobody could see. For anyone who keeps choosing the wrong people, struggles with people pleasing, or carries something they were never given an explanation for. Real conversations about the abandonment wound, relationship patterns, nervous system healing, and what healing actually looks like when it is not linear and not pretty and not finished. If you have ever been left without an explanation — this is where you finally start finding one. Found at 17. Where we name the wound, stop running, and finally start healing