For the woman who’s tired but still pushing.
Who’s faithful but still wrestling.
Who’s accomplished so much but still feels like something’s missing.
I wrote it because oppression was never our full story.
Because what the world calls “disorder” is often a perfectly reasonable response to centuries of trauma.
Because our symptoms are often signals, not sickness.
Because your nervous system is not betraying you—it’s protecting you, like it was taught to do.
Yes, I use clinical terms like CPTSD and intergenerational trauma—but not to label you.
To name the pain, so you can stop blaming yourself for it.
Naming is part of reclaiming. And you deserve a language that speaks to both the science and the spirit of your healing.
I created Mama Feely as a guide—a literary device, yes, but also a soulful griot who holds the stories you weren’t taught and the truths you forgot you knew.
She’s here to remind you:
🕯️ You are not broken.
🕯️ You come from strength.
🕯️ And you can come home to yourself.
This isn’t just a book.
It’s a map.
And a hand on your back whispering, “Keep going, baby. You’re not alone.”
At Mama Feely’s Feet: Trauma, Truth, and the Journey Back to Ourselves is available for preorder starting on Juneteenth 2025.
I can’t wait for you to meet her.
With love and rooted resilience,
—Hope