The Redeemed Woman: Transmuting Regret Into Beauty

That remorse cuts deep into the soul, but it was the hope that a rose would grow from my concrete that has kept me alive.

I have made significant strides in my healing over many years. I am very pleased with how life has turned around in my favor based on my insistence on changing my mind and of course the choices I made based on how I viewed myself and what I believed I was worthy of.

Still, there is this nagging pest called Regret that seems to appear out of nowhere even…