Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo
Where the quiet woman writes dangerously.
She mistook chaos for chemistry.
Intensity for devotion.
Pain for proof.
She thought love meant enduring anything —
as long as it felt powerful.
No one taught her that love
should not feel like war.
So she built armor from her wounds
and called it growth.
Now she knows better.
The girl she was survived.
The woman she is
chooses differently.
About Samantha Kamstra I’m a mom, wife, and storyteller writing about motherhood, marriage, and healing from childhood trauma — one honest reflection at a time. 🌿 Through love, self-awareness, and growth, I’m learning to break generational cycles and nurture myself along the way. 💕 This space is for every woman walking her own path toward healing and wholeness — a reminder that you are not alone, and that every small act of love and awareness is part of your becoming. ✨ Healing, growing, and loving — one day, one choice, one breath at a time. View more posts
Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo