Grateful to have shared a virtual stage with one of the literal smartest men in the world. In addition, he coined the term narc fleas. My Recovery Journey came with a lot of plot twists. It was lonely. Heartbreaking then Enlightening. Isolating then Freeing. Everything and Nothing. It was pure Darkness then Light. Essentially, it’s shedding the role I thought I had to play to create space for the person I truly am.
One of the best things about quarantine is realising I was living my ideal life. A life I was actually proud of. It took me 18 months of active building to create this life. A life I did not need to escape. In my flow of doing what made me feel alive. A flow ofContinue reading “Are you a Sunday Morning person?”
Sometimes I have to admit my definition of normal is anything but, well, normal. Especially in context of what is considered easy.
Rewiring after narcissistic abuse takes time. It takes a LOT of self care. It can be exhausting to figure out who to trust only to realise it’s not about trusting others as much as remembering to trust yourself. It’s about consistently needing to qualify your intuition as the abuse has clouded your ability to discernContinue reading “Focusing on the Helpers is hard”
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.
Dear Jess, It’s been a long minute but I need to share something. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for putting others before you for so long. I’m sorry for forcing you into a cycle of constantly recovering from adversity. I’m sorry that I allowed you to think you were not enough. I’m sorry for a lotContinue reading “Making amends with myself”
I’ve been thinking of ways to acknowledge this season of healing and celebrate my existence. This tattoo symbolises so many things… the pictures capture just about every single emotion possible… I love my bio family with something fierce. My love will never fade. I’m OK that they do not love me in a way thatContinue reading “It’s time to stop running & start planting roots”
Dear Ali, One of my favorite places to meet people is the airport. Two things inevitably happen, I learn something new or I have my faith in humanity restored. Something about travelling that just brings out the best in people. Within a few moments, we were able to find common ground: sharing a head shakeContinue reading “Letter of Gratitude: Ali”
My intention for the night was simply to take a break from my writing. To be invisible amongst a crowd of strangers. Take a break from my journey by supporting others… I hesitantly joined an event in the city with a trusted friend. A few months ago, I made myself vulnerable by publishing my storyContinue reading “#MeToo – sharing my story at open mic night in Chicago”
Visits home are typically spent with family and minimal amount of time to see friends. This trip, I was VERY fortunate to be invited to speak with high schoolers about my experiences in Asia. We covered a bunch of topics related to infrastructure, starting conversations with strangers, and thriving outside your comfort zone. Very interestingContinue reading “Hubbard High School (Chicago)”