I’ve talked about domestic violence at nauseam. I’ve offered my perspective, my pain, my opinions, my observations and various assumptions of perspectives. I’ve tried my hardest to keep my blog as my feelings and my point of view. My intention has always been two-fold, go through my pain and protect myself. When I decide toContinue reading “The ability to articulate abuse is what set me free.”
My week has been filled with interactions with love bugs. Perhaps I should allow a powerful conversation to stir a bit but as I do, I’m going to open process. My dear friend asked me about my why? Why Chicago? Of all the places in the world, why Chicago? WHY? – It’s simple. I knowContinue reading “Places of trauma are playgrounds for self-discovery”
Historically, my perfectionist side has attracted some pretty unhealthy people. My humble side makes them think I’m incompetent. My previous low self-esteem allowed them into my space. Once they recognised my inner strength, they sought to destroy. Sharing snippets of the knuckleheads I used to entertain was healing. If anything to hold myself accountable for growth. It never seemed toxic when I kept quiet. I was far too busy making excuses for unethical behaviour. It was only once I started writing things down that I began to see the flaws in my own character.
Sometimes I have to admit my definition of normal is anything but, well, normal. Especially in context of what is considered easy.
Breaking the silence on abuse is not always possible. It can be very dangerous. Depending on the type of abuse and the emotional stability (or lack thereof) of the abuser, it can lead to murder. That said, I have found great comfort in a few truths… Reputation I would rather people think I’m “crazy” andContinue reading “6 Lessons Learned: Breaking My Silence”
As the decade comes to a close, I cannot help but think about all the progress I’ve made personally, professionally and spiritually. About 500 days ago, I made a promise to myself. The promise was to make Chicago home. Turn a city of pain into my new playground. Create a life filled with love. HoldContinue reading “Empower Myself through Self Care Practices”
I’m constantly surrounded by love. I know this in the deepest part of my soul. My heart is sometimes overwhelmed with pain. My head gets distracted with trying to quantify things. But my soul knows. It always knows. When my grandfather transitioned, I felt a part of my heart go with him. I felt veryContinue reading “Art of Receiving. Art of Reciprocity.”
I’ve been spending a great deal of time on LinkedIn. October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. 2017, I started public speaking workshops for teenagers. 2018, I had a bunch of purging on facebook. 2019, I’m doing awareness on LinkedIn. Officially it’s the last platform to break my silence. I know I’m loved. I know thereContinue reading “Lost in Trauma, Gained through recovery.”
Every once in a while, the Universe decides to spinkle my life with amazing people. To be fair, my life is filled with amazing people. Sometimes I allow my emotional pain to sit in the drivers seat preventing me from seeing things for what they are and people for who they are. With all theContinue reading “There is NOTHING simple about doing the work.”
My name is Jessica Marie Corvo. Chicago is ground zero for my story of domestic violence. Chicago was a place of extreme pain, isolation and suffering in silence. Chicago used to cause great disharmony within. Tomorrow is the day I officially reframe how I view CHICAGO. Chicago is now a place that I call home, a place where I’ve worked extremely hard to find (build) a community of *empowered* love bugs. Chicago is the city where I launch my group fitness career. And tomorrow is day 1 of celebrating all the work that I’ve done.
I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. I’ve slayed my demons. I’ve loved myself so hard. I allowed conflict for growth and I tried so hard to choose me every.single.time.