Reading Trauma Mama: Velvet & Taboo
Where the quiet woman writes dangerously.
There are songs I can listen to now
without flinching.
Songs that used to feel like open wounds
that now feel like old scars.
That’s how I know I’ve grown.
The memory is still there.
But it doesn’t own me anymore.
Healing is subtle like that.
One day you realize the song still plays —
but your chest doesn’t tighten.
And that’s when you know
you’ve made it further than you thought.
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