My name is Tina, and I survived what should have destroyed me. Over forty foster placements. Psych wards. Group homes. Abuse. Addiction. Suicidal thoughts. I became a mother while still trying to survive child-sized wounds. I buried both of my parents and tried to raise my children while feeling completely alone. I was 430 pounds, on multiple medications, barely able to walk, breathe, or remember sentences. Doctors said signs of early dementia were starting. But I refused to die in the same pain I was born into. I fought. I healed. I lost over 150 pounds, came off every medication, no depression, no dementia— and I earned two master’s degrees. Now, I use my story to help others rewrite theirs. This is Phoenix Raiin. Where trauma ends. Healing begins. And we rise — together.