❤️‍🩹The Light That Found Me: How God, Crystals and Spirituality Are Helping Me Heal from Trauma❤️‍🩹

Hey, welcome back to my blog!

Today, I want to open up about something really personal, something I’ve never shared before. It’s about my connection with God, healing crystals, and spirituality.

As a child, I had a little Bible filled with really simple stories. My family weren't religious. Even now, they aren’t spiritual or into things like crystals. Sometimes I wonder where my curiosity for these things even comes from. I believe that when we face the hardest times of our life, we naturally search for comfort—whether in a higher power, a presence or something that helps us feel safe.

I’ve always believed in something, God maybe? I wasn’t raised in a religious household. A few years ago, I went to church with an ex-boyfriend’s family and it made me feel peaceful. There was something about the church community that felt warm and genuine however, life happened and I didn’t stick with attending regularly.

If you’ve read my other blog posts, you’ll know I’ve experienced abuse. In my childhood and as a teenager. I think during those times, I prayed—not even fully understanding what I was doing. I was just hoping life would change. Back then, my prayers were mostly asking for change. Now, I find myself praying to thank god for change.

I’ve started reading the Bible more, watching YouTube videos to help me understand it and I’ve learned so much. It’s been a major part of my healing process. I’m about to start therapy, something I never thought I’d be ready for. I feel like finding God and the Bible has guided me toward it. I have hope it will help me finally begin to move forward.

During the pandemic, I also got into crystals. I built a small collection and learnt about the meanings behind each one. I started meditating with them, wearing them and even have some beautiful earrings in my collection. There’s so much more depth to crystals than I originally realised.

Around the same time, I discovered the Law of Attraction—something I truly believe in. I believe our thoughts shape our reality, that everything happens for a reason. Every person we meet serves a purpose, whether to teach us something or help us grow.

What is the Law of Attraction?

It’s the idea that your thoughts, emotions and energy attract experiences into your life.

Put simply:

“What you focus on, you bring into your reality.”

Some key points:

• Like attracts like: Positive thoughts bring positive results.

• You’re a magnet: Your mindset and energy shape your experiences.

• Intention matters: Visualizing clearly what you want can help manifest it.

• Gratitude & belief: Feeling thankful and believing in the outcome enhances results.

I’ve always been open-minded about religion and spirituality, even though I didn’t explore it deeply until recently. I want to be clear: this post isn’t to push beliefs on anyone. I just want to share my journey.

In February, I made the incredibly difficult decision to go to the police about something that happened to me. I held this secret for 10 years, thinking I’d take it to the grave. Something shifted in me that evening when I walked into the station. I still don’t know where that courage came from. Was it God? The universe? I don’t have the answer, but that moment changed everything.

Speaking out was terrifying. I felt vulnerable, unsafe and overwhelmed. Telling my friends and family was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. But they’ve been my rock. Truly, they are the reason I’m still here.

For a long time, I didn’t think healing was possible. I felt trapped in survival mode—fight or flight. If you know me, you know I’m a fighter. Always have been and always will be.

In February I felt lost. I didn’t want pity. I wanted to talk, but also to be silent. I wanted to be surrounded by people, yet needed space. I felt exposed—like ripping off a plaster and not knowing what comes next.

It’s hard to explain this feeling. It’s like when someone dies and you’re in that strange space between the death and the funeral. It’s over, but not final. That’s where I am now—navigating the in-between.

People don't always understand, so I turned to God. I prayed—not just for change, but for clarity. I asked for help making sense of my emotions, something about that process brought me peace. For the first time, I felt truly heard.

Bible verses have been a source of comfort for me, especially:

• Romans 8:18 – “For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.”

• Jeremiah 17:14 – “Heal me, O LORD, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved, for You are my praise.”

• Psalm 30:5 – “Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”

Though my knowledge of the Bible, God and Jesus is still limited, I’m learning more every day. That alone is helping me heal in ways I never expected. Healing is a journey, and I’m still on it—but I know I have to keep going.

Sleep was another struggle after coming forward. I’ve found comfort in sleeping meditations—listening to them all night. It’s helped so much. I also meditate regularly and carry crystals with me, along with my St. Christopher necklace.

That necklace is especially meaningful. My Nan gave it to me for my birthday in March. It belonged to my Grandad—he wore it while fighting in Malta to keep him safe. I wear it every day now, only taking it off to shower. It makes me feel grounded, protected and close to him.

Thank you so much for reading, supporting, and walking this path with me. I truly appreciate every one of you. I hope by sharing my story, others feel less alone. Maybe it’ll even help someone find the courage to speak out.

I’ll write again soon.

Love,

Chloe x