At the end of december 2019, I looked strong on the outside — confident, fearless, accomplished. But behind closed doors, I was calling 911 almost every night, gripped by panic and a heart that wouldn’t slow down. That was the beginning of my rebirth. I had always been the girl who wasn’t afraid of anything. I faced life boldly, trusted God fully, and walked with courage. But suddenly, I was waking up in the middle of the night, heart racing, unsure if I would survive until morning.