Why Your Words Matter (Even When You Think They Don’t)

There’s a moment every writer faces, that quiet doubt whispering, “Who am I to say anything at all?”

Maybe you’ve stared at the blinking cursor, feeling like your words won’t change a thing.

Maybe you’ve written something beautiful and then tucked it away, convinced it wasn’t enough.

Maybe the words that you are trying to say feel wrong.

Maybe you feel like you will be judged for sharing those pieces of yourself.

I’ve been there. I remember thinking I wasn’t worthy of sharing my healing journey because, at the time, I was still in the middle of it. I was far from any neat ending or final chapter, and it felt like I couldn’t share what I was going through because I hadn’t yet “arrived.” 

My story wasn’t complete, and I wasn’t sure if I had any right to share the raw, unfinished parts of myself. But the truth is, it was in the middle of the mess, in the uncertainty and imperfection, where my words truly began to matter.

I thought my healing needed to look a certain way, that I had to be “fixed” before I could offer anything to others. But I’ve learned that healing isn’t linear, and there is power in the process itself. Even when we are still piecing ourselves together, our voices have value. My words, written during my journey, have reached others, and your words will, too.

But I’m here to tell you the truth, you might not hear often enough:

Your words matter.

Even when they feel small. Even when no one claps. Even when you think they don’t. Even when they don’t make sense.

THE RIPPLE EFFECT YOU CAN’T ALWAYS SEE

Imagine tossing a pebble into a still lake.

At first, it seems tiny — just a soft plop.

But as you watch closely, ripples stretch wider and wider, reaching distant shores you can’t even see.

Your words are just like that.

You may never know who needed to read that one line you almost didn’t write.

You may never know how your story gave someone else the courage to share theirs.

You may never know how your honesty lit a candle in someone else’s darkness.

The ripple happens anyway. They touch the woman that you don’t even know is following you. The silent observer who doesn’t want you to know they are there yet, because they haven’t yet found their voice. The family member who is admiring you for your strength. 

BUT you are showing them that it is okay to do that. That for true growth and healing to happen, you need to start when it doesn’t feel comfortable, when the path ahead feels uncertain, or when fear tries to hold you back. You’re teaching them that courage isn’t the absence of fear, but the willingness to step forward despite it. 

By sharing your truth, you’re permitting them to own their own. You’re giving them the freedom to be vulnerable, to be imperfect, and to embrace their journey, however messy or uncertain it may be. Your willingness to begin, even when it feels hard, lights the way for others to do the same. You become a living example that it’s okay to start before you feel ready, that your voice matters, and that healing begins with the act of showing up, one word at a time.

WRITING IS ABOUT BEING LOUD. IT’S ABOUT BEING TRUE

We live in a noisy world that often tells us bigger, louder, flashier is better. That in order to be heard, we need to have an audience of thousands of people. We need to have made a name for ourselves or their is no point.  

I was a nobody when I started blogging in 2014.

Honestly, I am still a nobody in the world of mental health blogging BUT I am still showing up. I am still sharing my voice and my stories. Sharing the truth of the healing journey that has now been going on for over ten years.  

Real writing, the kind that stirs something deep inside, doesn’t shout. It doesn’t require you to have a worldwide following. Instead…

It whispers.

It lingers.

It reaches.

It says, “Me too.”

It says, “You’re not alone.”

It says, “There’s beauty even here.”

And sometimes, that’s all someone needs to keep going—just the reminder that they are not alone, that their voice matters. It’s in the simple act of speaking up, of letting those words escape the silence they’ve been trapped in. You don’t need to be perfect, or complete, or have all the answers. Sometimes, all you need is the courage to begin.

You are already enough to start, right here, right now. You, with your words aching to be released, with the rawness of your emotions waiting to be expressed. Your story matters, and your voice is powerful, even in its vulnerability. 

You are already enough to begin—because it’s in the beginning, in that first step, that you open the door to everything that comes next. You are enough, as you are, with everything you carry. Don’t wait for some future version of yourself to start. The strength you need is already inside you.

You don’t need a fancy degree.

You don’t need a million followers.

You don’t need perfect grammar or earth-shattering revelations.

You just need your heart.

And the willingness to share it.

Because someone, somewhere, is longing for exactly what only you can offer,  in your words, your voice, your way. You are showing up for those who yet can’t. Stories are how we connect with the world and how we say, “This is who I am.”

I know what it feels like to be silenced. The pain that it causes. The darkness that it keeps hidden. The fear that seems to grow with each passing day. It is in the silence that we begin to lose ourselves. Where our stories disappear. Where we begin to believe that we aren’t worthy of who we are.

When we keep those words to ourselves, we are hiding who we are. We are hiding the history of ourselves. The stories that shaped us, the moments that broke us, and the victories that rebuilt us. Every word left unspoken is a piece of our truth tucked away in the dark, unseen and misunderstood. 

When we silence ourselves, we deny not only our voice but also the connection that our stories could create with others. Our words hold power. They carry the weight of our experiences, the depth of our emotions, and the resilience that has brought us to this moment. To share them is to honor the journey we’ve walked and to invite others into the authentic, messy, beautiful reality of who we are.

If this resonates with you. If a part of you knows there’s a voice inside longing to be heard, I invite you to honor it.

Write the messy first draft.

Post the simple caption.

Share the half-formed thought.

Speak, even if your voice shakes.

Because your words are needed.

Because you are needed.

Because you already carry light that this world is waiting for.

And if you’re ready to explore your voice more deeply, I welcome you into the Empowerment Circle, a nurturing space where your words, your growth, and your soul are celebrated every step of the way.