DREAMS CAN TURN INTO CAGES

 My scars speak a difficult truth. They carry a harsh story—one that reminds me how effortlessly our dreams can transform into cages, and how those cages can become prisons. Yet those same scars also tell another story: my refusal to stay silent. They mark the very first steps I took toward reclaiming my freedom and breaking a generational cycle of silence. Shame only survives in the shadows—and I refuse to live there anymore. I was a victim, just like countless women who stay quiet out of fear, loyalty, or the pressure to protect a family’s image. Today, I choose differently. I choose to turn my scars into strength and my silence into power.

For generations, women have carried their pain in hidden corners, restrained by personal, cultural, and systemic barriers. This silence has only kept the cycle alive, allowing abuse to continue while leaving deep emotional and physical wounds behind. Stigma, judgment, and victim‑blaming have held women back from seeking the help they so desperately need. It’s time to break this silence, dismantle these barriers, and allow women’s voices to guide the path toward healing and change.

Sometimes the dreams we once believed would lift us up begin to feel less like wings and more like chains—holding us down instead of setting us free. Whether it’s a toxic relationship, an exhausting job, or the weight of our own fears and self‑doubt, we often find ourselves trapped between who we are and who we’re meant to be. External expectations and internal battles can cloud our path, dim our potential, and keep us from stepping fully into the strength and purpose that have always belonged to us.

In our tradition, when a woman gets married, she is brought into a room with elders and married women who offer marital advice and counsel—ba re laya—passed down through generations. But too often, this “wisdom” becomes more of a cage than a guide. We’re taught to love and respect our husbands, yes, but also to stay quiet, to be so submissive that our voices disappear. We’re conditioned to shrink, to go unnoticed, to never challenge a man’s authority because he is seen as the unquestionable head of the home. The unspoken rule is clear: he owns the space, and we must comply, even when traditions no longer serve us or our well‑being.

It’s time to question these norms.
It’s time to reclaim our voices and our strength.
It’s time to rewrite the script and redefine what power and partnership look like within our traditions.

I believe this is where many marital problems begin. Women enter marriages and, because we are told “a wife keeps secrets,” we endure abuse in silence. Because we are taught “a wife protects her family,” we absorb pain quietly. And because we’re told never to question the traditions of our new home, we swallow humiliation without a word.
All of this creates a toxic battle inside us—a war between the longing for freedom and the fear of the unknown. Sometimes the cage feels safer than the world outside, and that illusion traps us. Soon, women start making excuses for the very abuse destroying them. What was meant to be a dream slowly transforms into a living nightmare, a prison disguised as a home. You shrink. You compromise. You abandon yourself to prioritize someone who doesn’t value your worth.

For years, I lived inside an invisible cage, burying my dreams beneath traditions that suffocated me inch by inch. It felt like being locked in an emotional escape room—no clues, no exits, just endless closed doors. Instead of a fairy‑tale ending, I found myself entangled in deception, betrayal, and heartbreak. I lost touch with who I was, became unrecognizable even to myself, and lived only in the shadow of expectations placed upon me. My spirit was wounded over and over; I apologized for hurts I did not cause, dimmed my light so others could shine, and loved with honesty and sincerity—only to be told I was too much… or never enough.

Some women’s dreams are suffocated and get buried beneath the weight of intimidation. Too often, husbands feel threatened by their wives’ success—they fear her brilliance, her ambition, her rise—so they try to dim her light and keep her from soaring. My dreams were once trapped in that same darkness, locked away to keep someone else comfortable. But my divorce became the key that set me free. It opened the cage, allowed me to breathe again, and reignited the fire to dream boldly without apology or limitation.

God blessed me with wisdom and strength, giving me the courage to choose myself without guilt. I walked away from a love that demanded I settle, stopped seeking validation from places that were never meant to affirm me, and vowed never again to beg for the attention or respect I rightfully deserve. Today, I stand tall, giving all honour and glory to God. Through every storm, I did not break—I rose. I rose as a queen, renewed and empowered.

Now, I share my story boldly and without fear, hoping to inspire other women to rise just as fiercely and reclaim the power that was always theirs.

I’m stepping into a new chapter I call “The Dawn of Freedom”—a powerful era where chains are broken, and once‑caged dreams, aspirations, and goals are finally released. This is more than a fresh start; it is the birth of an entirely new life—my becoming. Freedom demanded a price, but I carry deep gratitude for every sacrifice that opened the door to peace and liberation.

Today, I stand unbound—walking a path of rebirth, purpose, and renewal. I am transforming confined dreams into victorious realities through courage, sacrifice, and unwavering determination. I choose a different way now: healing, love—the bold, fierce, unapologetic kind. I choose to teach my children that true strength isn’t found in avoiding pain, but in rising above it and daring to live fully, without ever apologizing for their dreams.

The journey continues, and my faith remains firm. I know I will overcome, because baby “This comeback is deeply personal—my bold, unapologetic, heartfelt apology to the woman I am becoming”.

My journey continues and I strive to move towards a happier and more fulfilling life🥂💃🏽🥰 I’m Just A Small Girl With A Big God🙏🏽💕 Mercy Rewrote My Life🙏🏽💕Mercy Said No🙏🏽💕 Grace Has Located Me🙏🏽💕 I Am An Overcomer🙏🏾💕A Very Beautiful Story❤️ Live in the moment, Laugh harder, Love💖 deeply & Celebrate more💕🎉🥂💃🏽🥰

Blessed be the LORD, Who has not given us as prey to their teeth. Our soul has escaped as a bird from the snare of the fowlers; The snare is broken, and we have escaped. Our help is in the name of the LORD, Who made heaven and earth - Psalm 124:6 - 7🙏🏾🙏🏾

Love & Light 

Dipsy💚