When the Records Go Missing…
Corruption, awakening, and the strange peace of knowing everything is working out anyway.
I’m writing this because I know I’m not the only one who’s looked at their life, their trauma, their court cases, their past — and said, “Something here doesn’t add up.”
This one is for anyone walking through corruption, healing, and destiny at the same time.
Lately, I’ve been living in a strange in-between:
where corruption meets awakening,
where truth meets confusion,
where missing records meet divine timing.
This week I found out something wild — my old criminal records can’t be found. Not the judgments. Not the sentencing. Not the paperwork you normally see in a person’s file.
Just… gone.
And we knew it was wrong.
She said it straight up:
“This doesn’t make sense.”
Because even she could see the holes in the story — the missing pieces that should have been there but never were.
And for a moment, I felt what I always feel when corruption shows its face:
that punch in the gut,
that old fear,
that familiar anger.
But then something else hit me.
A deeper truth.
What if the same system that tried to break me… is now exposing itself?
What if the missing records aren’t chaos — but alignment?
What if the truth is making its way to the surface without me having to force it?
I’ve spent years carrying wounds from this system.
Years carrying trauma.
Years carrying shame for things that never made sense in the first place.
Years believing I had to carry it alone.
But something in my spirit knows — this is shifting.
It feels like a spiritual earthquake.
The walls are cracking.
The truth is leaking out.
And maybe the missing records aren’t a mistake.
Maybe they’re evidence without me even asking.
Because healing isn’t just inner work.
Healing is the universe rearranging itself to support your truth.
Healing is corruption being exposed in ways you could’ve never planned.
Healing is remembering who you are underneath all the paperwork they used to define you.
And honestly — I’m done being scared of this system.
Everything that was used against me is falling apart in real time.
Everything hidden is coming into the light.
Everything stolen is starting to shake loose.
I’m learning that you don’t have to fight every battle.
Sometimes you just have to stand still and watch the lies fall apart on their own.
And in the middle of all of this?
Something inside me is healing deeper than I ever imagined.
My spirit feels calmer.
My intuition feels louder.
My energy feels protected.
Everything is working out — even when it looks insane.
Even when it looks messy.
Even when the corruption is loud.
Because the truth is louder.
My healing is louder.
My destiny is louder.
And I know this now:
I’m not walking toward justice — justice is walking toward me.
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