You’ve done everything “right.”

And you’re still not free. Are you?

You’ve healed. Helped. Held it all together.
Played the role. Said the affirmations.
Tried to stay soft, surrendered, safe.

But deep down?

You’re exhausted from performing wholeness.
You’re furious in ways you can’t name.
And you’re done trying to journal your way out of a cage built by silence.

Something in you is clawing to the surface.
Something that doesn’t want to be palatable.
Something that’s not interested in being spiritually pretty.

This is where you meet her.
The part of you that was buried beneath “should.”
The shadow.
The spellbreaker.
The witch.

This is more than shadow work.
It’s ritual reclamation.

A descent into your depth.
A remembering of your rage, your power, your sacred chaos.
No more bypassing. No more numbing. No more pretending.

Just truth.
Just fire.
Just you…
Raw, rooted, and unfiltered.