TracyPreciado.com- Fear Slayer

I was only four years old.
Too small to understand the full weight of what was happening,
but old enough to know one thing:
my body and my spirit belonged to me.

I was only four years old.
She hit me, again and again, trying to break me.
For something that was her fault, her responsibility.
Instead, she blamed me for “not protecting my brother” and “letting him get hit by the swing.”
But when the storm passed,
I climbed into my bed in my street clothes,
defiantly pulled the covers up,
and chose myself.

I was only four years old.
It was against her rules.
It was not allowed.
But it was mine.

That simple act of staying dressed was my quiet rebellion.
It was my way of saying:
“You can hurt me, but you cannot erase me.
I will not disappear into your rules or your dysfunction.
I will not surrender my spirit.”

That four-year-old girl was fierce.
She didn’t have words like “cycle-breaking” yet, but she was already planting the seed.
The same seed that grew when I left that house.
The same seed that grew when I protected my son and my daughter.
The same seed that grows every time I reclaim my power.

I was only four years old.
She is still with me.
And every time I choose truth, safety, and love I honor her first act of courage.

It’s okay, little one, you’re safe with me.
I became the safe adult who will always protect you.
I’m embracing your fierce and loving spirit each time they try to hit you.
The system always protects itself, but we are no longer in that system.
You didn’t deserve that.
They didn’t deserve you.

This is your reminder: You are not just what they see. You are who you decide to be. Read that again.

I’m not just a pretty face with a beautiful body
I’m the wisdom and emotional depth in my eyes
I’m the woman who worked hard to provide an excellent life for my children
I’m a loyal, and fierce protector of my inner circle
I’m the problem solver in any situation
I’m the one who gives fiery clap-backs to dishonesty and disrespect
I’m an open hearted, soft, lover
I’m emotionally mature
I understand the power of “no”, setting and holding strong boundaries
I’m not here to make anyone comfortable
I’m here to speak the truth
I’m a little sweet, a little spicy
Complex, direct, compassionate
I stand on my own two feet financially, spiritually, and I’m deeply committed to learning and growing
And no matter what, I’m authentically me at all times
I’m here to remind others of the truth- your life is filled with purpose, all you have to do is remember who tf you are.

I’m not in my glow-up era.
I’m in my don’t-play-with-me era.

Healed. Spicy. Unf**kwithable. 🤭
Read the slides, take notes. ✍️

Just remember: how others treat you is a reflection of who they are, it says nothing about you, so never take it personal. How you respond to their treatment of you is a reflection of who you are, and correlated to how much you love yourself.

All I’m saying is: cut them off if they don’t respect you, your boundaries, your time, your body or they can’t tell the truth. You don’t need people like that surrounding you and disrupting your peace. You can’t heal them and once they’ve shown they’re not willing to do their own work, you’ve seen their hand. Their life is already miserable, so separate yourself from them and keep your space sacred. Keep healing yourself and let the trash take itself out! 🤭❤️💋

Soft smile. Hard-earned peace.
I used to chase closure—now I wear it.
This isn’t just a good angle; it’s the light that comes after I stopped dimming mine.
Healing looks good on me. So does letting go.
The neckline’s low, but my standards? Non-negotiable.
If you see me shining, just know—I fought for this version of me.