You do not need the perfect words. You just need somewhere to begin.

I came into it because I know what it feels like to need help and not know where it is safe to ask for it.

I survived sexual violence. Later, I survived exploitation and sex trafficking. But none of that began because I was looking for danger. It began in a painfully ordinary place: I did not have stable work or a reliable way to provide for myself. I needed income, stability and a chance to keep moving forward. I trusted an opportunity because I believed it could help me build a life. Instead, it became an experience that changed the way safety, trust and even hope felt to me.

Surviving did not mean I immediately felt whole again. I could still work, answer messages, laugh with people and look fine while carrying things I did not always know how to name. I learned that getting out of a difficult experience and finding your way back to yourself are two very different journeys.

I kept returning to one question: where does someone go when they need support, but they are not ready to tell everything, cannot afford care, or do not even know what kind of help they need?

That question changed the direction of my life. I trained in mental health and became a certified mental health practitioner. Today, I work alongside two registered psychologists so that the support we offer can go beyond simply saying, “I am here to listen.”

Rexius Lited MHPSS is part of what I needed then: a first door that is free, respectful and human. A place where you do not have to prove that your pain is serious enough before somebody takes you seriously.