Systers don’t all bring the same energy into a room — and that’s what makes them unique.
One brings laughter, easing the weight before it has time to settle.
Another brings quiet strength, listening more than speaking.
Some arrive ready to move forward. Others need permission to pause.
here’s Lynda’s story
“I used to make people laugh.”
i was a comedian. Nightclubs. Applause. Money. Stability.
i built a life from laughter — a house, a car, a savings account.
But i never invested beyond the moment.
When the laughter faded, so did the security.
Now broke and unheard, i struggled to recognize myself. The joy i once gave others became bitterness i carried alone. Humor had been my identity — and without it, my attitude turned inward.
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