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Once, I was fire.

In high school, I was fearless — bold, untamed, full of rebellion not just for the sake of resistance, but because I knew myself. I knew what I stood for. What I wanted. What I deserved.

When life tried to knock me down, I pushed back — harder, louder, fiercer.

And now?

Now I flinch instead of fight.

I tolerate too much. I give too much. And the worst part? I let them take it.

People drain me.

And I hand them the bucket.

My boundaries are thin. My spark feels dim. And somewhere, between surviving and performing, loving and losing, showing up and staying silent — I’ve misplaced her.

The girl who never let anyone tell her who she was.

Where did she go?

Truth is, she’s not gone.

She’s buried under layers of expectations, exhaustion, people-pleasing, and pain.

She’s under there — waiting.

Not for someone else to rescue her.

But for me to.

So maybe it starts here:

Saying no when I mean it. Setting down what was never mine to carry. Doing one brave thing a day, even if it’s just breathing through the storm. Remembering what lit me up before life dulled me down.

Because she’s not lost.

She’s waiting for me to remember who I was — and choose to become her again.

For a long time, I carried my storms quietly.

I survived things that almost broke me; trauma, heartbreak, motherhood struggles, financial pressures, relationship challenges. All while trying to smile and hold it together on the outside.

But inside, I often felt like I was barely staying afloat.

I started Stronger Than the Storm because I needed a place to be real.

A place where survival wasn’t just about “getting through it,” but about finding meaning, healing, and strength in the middle of it all.

I believe we aren’t meant to survive silently.

I believe in hope, even when life feels hopeless.

And I believe that sharing our stories (messy, beautiful, unfinished) can make a difference.

This blog isn’t about being perfect.

It’s about being human.

It’s about walking through the hard stuff and still daring to believe there’s more ahead.

It’s about remembering that the storm doesn’t win — we do.

Thank you for being here.

Thank you for being part of this journey with me.

Wherever you are in your story, I hope you find hope here.

Stay strong,

Cori

I’m so glad you’re here.

Stronger Than the Storm was created as a space of hope, healing, and resilience.

I’ll be sharing real stories from my own journey — the storms I’ve faced, the lessons I’ve learned, and the strength I’ve found along the way.

If you’ve ever felt overwhelmed, broken, or lost in your own storm, this space is for you.

You’re not alone.

Your story matters.

And no matter what life throws at you — the storm doesn’t win.

I’m excited (and a little nervous!) to take this first step, and I can’t wait to grow this community together.

Thank you for being part of the beginning.

Stay strong,

Cori