Astrid Gaeldom

We escaped with nothing but our lives, and now I'm fighting for my two little girls, Payton and Quinley. After years of living in fear, we broke free from abuse, but our journey is far from over.

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It’s the way our souls recognize each other—as if they were carved from the same stardust, born in the same breath of the universe. ✨
No matter how far, no matter how long… we will always find our way back.

Do you believe in fate?
In the kind of love that feels written long before you ever touched?
The kind that finds you in every lifetime,
pulling you closer with a force you can’t resist.

Maybe it’s not about if we believe…
but about trusting that when destiny calls,
we’ll be brave enough to answer.

All I want is to be loved…
to be held like the world could fall apart, and I’d still be safe in their arms.

But fear lingers—a shadow of the hurt I’ve known.
So I guard my heart, even as it aches to be open, to be seen, to be chosen.

Maybe one day…
love will arrive softly,
patiently, and prove that it was always worth the risk.

Cant believe my little lioness is officially 2! 🦁✨

Fierce like the sun, wild like the wind, and sweeter than all the cake in the world 🎂

Watching you grow has been the greatest adventure of my life. 💛

Happy Birthday, my brave, beautiful girl, wild little girl — may your roar always be heard. ☀️

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🦁✨ 8/8 Lions Gate Portal ✨🦁
A powerful doorway of activation, alignment, and divine remembrance.

Today, I honor the courage of my soul—The version of me who dares to love deeply, dream boldly, and walk the unknown with fire in her heart.

I surrender the past.
I open to miracles.
I align with my highest timeline.

I am calling in abundance, sacred love, destiny, and truth.
I am ready to receive it all.
🧿💫💖

Drop a 🦁 if you’re feeling the magic too.

Currently pouring every ounce of pain, anger, and heartbreak into my writing…
So if the ending hits harder than you expected—just know,
it was born from the wreckage of my own shattered heart. 💔

I warned you.
You might want to start emotionally preparing yourselves now…
because I just rewrote the ending—and it’s going to destroy every dream you were holding onto. 😈📚

Just once…
She wants to be worth staying for.
Not convenient, not temporary—but sacred. Chosen. Held like a vow that doesn’t break when life gets hard.
She wants someone to meet her soul where it trembles and still say,
“I’m not going anywhere.”

Just once…
She wants to be fought for.
Not in grand gestures or pretty words,
but in the quiet moments when walking away would be easier, yet love chooses to stay.
She wants to be someone’s reason to keep trying—even when the world feels heavy.
Even when fear creeps in.

Just once…
She wants someone to be afraid of losing her.
Not because she’s begging,
but because they feel what her absence would do to their world.
Because they see her.
Because letting her go would feel like losing their own breath.

Just once…
She wants to feel like she isn’t too much to carry, too sensitive to handle, too deep to hold.
She wants to believe that the way she loves—wild, loyal, all-consuming—isn’t something to run from, but something worth running toward.

Just once…
She wants to stop questioning if she said too much, felt too fast,
hoped too loudly.
She wants to love without punishment.
To express without regret.
To trust without swallowing her pride in silence.

Just once…
She wants someone to keep their word.
Not say “I’m not leaving” and vanish when it gets real.
Not say “I love you” and then retreat into silence.
Not say “One day” and give up before that day can come.

Just once…
She wants to look into someone’s eyes and not brace for the pain.
Not wonder when they’ll ghost her.
Not question if they meant it.
Not break in secret while pretending she’s fine.

Just once…
She wants her name to feel like home on someone’s tongue.
She wants to wake up beside love,
not longing.
She wants to be held in the ways that don’t vanish in the morning.
She wants the kind of love that stays—
through distance, fear, doubt, and the storms of life.

Just once…
She wants someone to say,
“I choose you. Again. Still. Always.”
And mean it.

🎮✨ Gamer fuel level: chaotic neutral
Goldfish + red licorice = elite snacking combo.
Don’t judge me unless you’ve tried it 😂

Now back to the grind — controller in hand, snacks on deck, and vibes set to max.

I do not chase time—
I dance with it.

My soul is always in sync with love.
I no longer grasp, force, or beg.
I release the need for control,
and trust the rhythm of divine return.

What is meant for me will find me.
In perfect timing.
In perfect grace.
In perfect love.