Healing in the Mirror: Reclaiming Me Through Self-Care

There was a time I could barely look at myself in the mirror.
Not because I didn't love myself… but because I’d forgotten who I was.

Life had been lifing:
Caregiving full-time.
Running a household.
Trying to keep a dream alive while wondering if anyone even cared.
Losing pieces of me in the process.

But somewhere between the exhaustion and the emptiness,
I felt a whisper:
“Come back home to yourself.”

And I listened.

What Self-Care Looks Like (When You’re Not Okay)

Let’s be real — self-care ain't always bubble baths and retail therapy.
Sometimes, it’s sitting in silence.
Sometimes, it’s crying in the shower.
Sometimes, it’s telling folks “no” without explaining a thing.
And sometimes? It’s oiling your scalp, turning off your phone, and remembering that YOU deserve softness too.

I had to start small:

• Putting on body butter and speaking affirmations like my life depended on it (because it did).

• Looking myself in the mirror and saying: You’re still her.

• Giving myself permission to heal in real time, not rush the process.

• Reclaiming my glow — not just on my skin, but in my spirit.

Why I Had to Start Pouring Into Me Again

I love my family.
I love my husband.
I love my kids.
But loving them shouldn’t mean losing me.

I realized:
How can I pour into others when I’m running on fumes?
How can I advocate for caregivers if I don't take care of the caregiver — me?

This self-care journey isn’t selfish.
It’s survival.
It’s sacred.
It’s reclamation.

This New Chapter: Healing Loudly. Glowing Softly.

I’m reopening my self-care chapter — and this time, I’m doing it unapologetically.
Not just to survive… but to thrive.
To show other women, caregivers, mamas, and entrepreneurs:
You can go through hell and still rise up glowing.

So if you see me talking more about skincare, affirmations, journaling, and healing rituals… know this:
I’m not selling products.
I’m offering pieces of peace.

Welcome to my glow-up.
And thank you for walking beside me.

With love, oil, and a whole lotta healing,
~ QueenDivaC 👑

No Sales. No Support. But Still I Rise.

Let’s just say it plainly:
Starting a business ain’t all glitter and grand openings.

Some days? I had everything ready—products made, photos posted, prices listed—and not one person bought.
Not one person shared.
Not one “congrats,” not even a “how’s it going?”

Just silence.

But I kept going anyway.
Why?

Because the vision God gave me wasn’t based on applause.

It was built on purpose.

It Hurt... But It Grew Me

I’d be lying if I said it didn’t sting—watching strangers cheer for brands they don’t know, while people I love scrolled past my dreams like they didn’t exist.

There were nights I cried over body butters that didn’t sell.
Mornings I doubted myself before I even got out the bed.
Whole weeks where my website sat with zero traffic.
And let’s not even talk about the folks who asked for samples… then vanished like vapor.

But every “no” forced me to rely on God, not people.
Every dry season reminded me: your worth ain’t tied to numbers.
And Queen, your calling doesn’t need co-signs.

Pop-Up Power, Purpose, and a Second Wind

Fast forward to today...
I’ve had two pop-up shops and baby, the shift is REAL.

Not just in sales, but in spirit.

My husband—who’s still on his healing journey from a brain injury—has started communicating more because of these events.
He helps. He sells. He shines.

What started as me chasing purpose turned into a way for us to rebuild.

This ain’t just about money. It’s about movement.
God is moving. And we’re moving with Him.

To the Queen Reading This...

If you feel like nobody sees you...
If your posts get no likes, your site’s getting crickets, and you’re ready to give up?

Hear me clearly:
God didn’t give you that gift for it to sit in silence.
Your consistency is a seed. Your pain has purpose.
And your glow-up is loading—not based on popularity, but obedience.

Keep showing up.
Even when they don’t.
Even when it’s quiet.
Even when support feels like a rumor.

Because Queen... you’re still rising.
And the crown looks GOOD on you.

With love, strength, and sparkle,
~ QueenDivaC 👑

“Unfiltered, Unapologetic, Unstoppable: Meet Queen Diva”

May 28, 2025 | Queen Life, Caregiver Diaries, Natural Hair, Faith & Self-Love

"This blog ain't just content—it's therapy. It’s my testimony. It’s my sanctuary."

👑 Who Is Queen Diva?
Wife. Mama. Caregiver. Faith-walker. Glow-giver. I’ve worn many titles, but this one right here—Queen Diva C—is me walking in my God-given light.

This space is for the real ones. For the tired but still glowing. For the ones juggling healing, hustle, and holding everyone down.

🧴 My Brand, My Mission
Queen Diva Glitz N Glamz was born from pain, purpose, and prayer. Handmade self-care for sensitive skin, built with nothing but love, faith, and grit. My site is my storefront—but this blog? This is my soul front.

🌿 My Loc & Natural Journey
My hair story is my freedom story. I embraced my locs alongside my daughters, and we grew together—literally. Every twist carries strength. Every coil is a crown. If you’ve ever wrestled with your hair journey while healing from life’s storms... sis, I see you.

💖 What You’ll Find Here

• Caregiver moments: raw and real

• Self-love & glow-up posts

• Weight loss highs and lows

• Hair & loc tips

• Q&A sessions and open Queen Chats

• Honest reflections, random rants, and royal revelations

💬 Join the Journey
This isn’t just my blog. It’s our safe space. Let’s build something sacred together. Drop a comment, share your story, or join a Queen Chat. Crowns are welcome here.

Love & Light,
Queen Diva C

From Caregiver to Queen: How I Turned Struggles into Strength and Built a Brand

Being a caregiver to my husband, a brain injury survivor, has been one of the hardest things I've ever done. The days are full of ups and downs—some days, I feel like I’m learning everything all over again, and other days, I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders. But one thing I know for sure: I’ll never give up. Ohana means family, and no matter what, you never leave one behind.
The physical demands of caregiving never leave. My husband can't be left alone for long because of his seizures, and balancing his care with trying to start my own business has felt impossible at times. And don't even get me started on the lack of support. Only a couple of people are there for me, and that’s a challenge all on its own. At times, I’ve felt like a burden to my daughters, who have had to step in and help. I’ve always told myself, though, that I’m doing my best, but it can be tough when it feels like the respect is slipping away.
There were so many times when I wished my family would support my passion for creating natural products. Instead, they only wanted my creations for free, and some even took my samples and tried to duplicate them. That was the turning point for me. Instead of giving up, I decided to make this not just a hobby, but a business. I went ahead and created an LLC to make my dream a reality, to not only support my family but to give my daughters something to call their own. And now, Queen Diva Glitz N Glamz isn’t just a brand—it’s a symbol of resilience.
Caregivers need so much more than just help with physical tasks—they need a space to be heard. They need compassion, a hug, and a reminder that they’re doing their best. There is no manual for this kind of work, and each situation is different. For brain injury survivors, the transition from independence to reliance is tough, and as a caregiver, I’ve had to learn how to separate my roles as a spouse and a caretaker. It's one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. The first year was the hardest. I went into fight or flight mode and slipped into a deep depression. The second year wasn’t much better—I even lost a decade-long friendship because it didn’t fit into my new life. But year three? I started to care for myself again.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that self-care isn’t just a luxury—it’s a necessity. I had to remind myself that if I didn’t take care of me, who would? It wasn’t easy, but slowly, I started giving myself the tender love and care I needed. I straightened my crown and began living again. That’s when everything shifted. I found my strength, not just as a caregiver, but as a woman and a business owner.

To anyone out there who feels overwhelmed, who feels like they’re at their breaking point, remember: You are doing the best you can. And that’s more than enough. Keep going and take it one day at a time. We may not have all the answers, but we have each other.

Straighten your crown, Queen, and rise—because you are unstoppable.