Trusting the Unknown That Raised Me

I’ve always had a strange relationship with the unknown. Or maybe not strange—maybe very human. The unknown scares me. And when it scares me, I get controlling. I grip. I try to force certainty. And I’m realizing… that’s never actually worked.

I’ve said before that the answer is to be calm. But today I realized calm isn’t the answer—it’s the byproduct.

The real answer is self-trust.

As I was listening to music, I realized why the unknown scares me so much. Being on my own, not knowing what’s coming—it mirrors my entire childhood. I was constantly in danger. I was an afterthought. No one was really protecting me.

And then it hit me:

I’m still here.

If my mom didn’t protect me, and my family didn’t protect me… someone did.

It was me.

I self-soothed. I got myself into college. I learned what FAFSA was. I taught myself how to fill out applications. I started my own business. I got myself to six figures. I positioned myself in rooms I was never supposed to be in. Yes, I had help—of course—but I was the common denominator.

I am resourceful. I am intuitive. I am capable.

I think back to the moment I got confirmation that my brother wanted to take our lives. When I found that note, it broke my heart—but I had felt it for months. And my mom kept telling me I was wrong. Finding out I wasn’t wrong didn’t just bring relief… it gave me something bigger:

Proof that I can trust myself.

That’s the same reason money flows in after I give psychic readings. I say things I shouldn’t logically know—and they’re accurate. And every time, it reinforces the same message: you can trust yourself.

That’s what astrology did for me too. Every chart I read was accurate. Every time, it was another layer of confirmation. Not that astrology is magic—but that I am.

And I think somewhere along the way, I gave my power away. I told myself it was the money that made me powerful. Or the thousands of dollars. Or the 100,000 followers. Or the relationship. Or the platform.

But none of that was the source.

Those were byproducts of trusting myself.

So when I say I lost everything—I don’t actually mean everything. I lost the external symbols. And in doing that, I finally remembered the truth:

It was always me.

So if you’ve been through a lot, if you’ve felt alone, if you’re scared of the unknown—hear this:

You are where you are because of you. And where you are is okay.

The unknown isn’t something to fear. It’s not an enemy.

The unknown is just more of you.

So trust it.