About The Creator
Introduction of A Heaux
"Now keep in mind," this is my truth, "and I'm sensitive about my shit!" – Erykah Badu
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My Heaux-story began in February 2014, when a traumatic, unimaginable family loss shook my world to its core. I was suddenly thrust into adulthood with no map, no guide—just me, the weight of grief, and a whole lot of life to figure out. Instead of being given space to grieve, I was told to keep pushing forward. So, I threw myself into school, work—anything to keep myself busy, anything to avoid feeling the full weight of it all. But no matter how much I tried to outrun it, grief had hands. The pain seeped into every part of my life —showing up as depression, anxiety, spiritual battles, relationship chaos and more. I was out here like a swimmer trying to survive the waves—doing everything to stay afloat, but never really learning how to swim.
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In 2017, I caught a break—a new job, a move out of a toxic household, and life finally seemed to be coming together. But then February 2019 came and slapped me upside the head with another devastating loss. And this time? Anxiety took the wheel. Instead of slowing down —I sped up. I buried myself in more work, staying booked and busy—anything to avoid facing the grief. I convinced myself I was being productive, but really? I was just running. By July, it all caught up with me—a panic attack so intense, I thought I was dying. When it passed, I knew I couldn’t keep doing this alone.
I needed help. And I wasn’t ashamed to ask for it.
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I turned to my doctor, who referred me to a therapist. No shade, but she was an older White woman— and the first session? Exhausting. I spent more time explaining my culture than actually unpacking my struggles, so I decided that wasn’t it for me. So, I searched again. This time, for a Black therapist. But the options were slim—one didn’t take my insurance. The other was booked solid. Months later, I tried again— and by some miracle, there was a cancellation.
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Honey, I snatched that spot up quicker than you can say Heaux—because that’s what we do.
When healing comes into reach, we grab it.
We don’t shrink. We don’t second guess.
We claim what’s ours.
(You’ll learn more about that later.)
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That decision? Everything.
My Black Girl Magic therapist? Let me tell you—everything.
Some sessions were tough. Real tough.
I cried more times than I can count.
But every time I left, I felt a little lighter.
Even on the days I didn’t want to go,
I showed up for myself!​
And little by little, I realized therapy wasn’t just about unpacking pain—
It was about reflecting, growing, and celebrating even the smallest wins.
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Metaphorically, therapy was like finally putting on a fresh pair of prescription glasses—I could see my life clearly for the first time. I’m still growing. Still evolving. But the woman I am now? She doesn’t react to life the way she used to. Therapy helped me realize something important: Healing isn’t a one-time thing. It’s ongoing. It's always evolving. And without therapy, I wouldn’t have the belief in myself, the strength to keep going, or the courage to create Healed Heaux (Hey Ya'll). Therapy was the key that unlocked the door to my healing. And through this journey, I learned how powerful it is to show up for yourself, to trust the process, and to keep going—even when it feels hard.
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Through my journey, I learned how powerful it is to show up for yourself—to trust the process, and to keep going, even when it’s hard. I also realized something deeper: Too many of us in the BIPOC community are suffering in silence. Carrying emotional weight without the tools to unpack it. Healing isn’t a luxury—it’s a necessity. That’s when Healed Heaux was born—creating space for us to rise, heal, and build unapologetically, together.
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Enter: Healed Heaux
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It’s not the load that breaks you down; it’s the way you carry it.
Lena Horne
Disclaimer: The Heaux We Claim.
At Healed Heaux, we put a bold, unapologetic spin on the word Heaux—because healing ain’t passive, and neither are we. Around here, Heaux is reclaimed, redefined, and rooted in power.
So, if you see Heaux sprinkled (okay, heavily poured) throughout our space, know it’s intentional. It’s a reminder that healing is a lifestyle, not a trend. A movement, not a moment. And most importantly, it’s for us—by us.
About Healed Heaux
Ho Reimagined: The Healing Journey of Heauxs
Now that the foundation of my own healing was laid, I couldn’t ignore the gap in my community.
As I worked on myself, I noticed many women around me weren’t getting the mental health support they deserved. We were all moving through life carrying “the bag” we all talk about getting—and nobody showed us how to unpack it.
That realization sparked a fire within me.
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Founded and created in 2022 by yours truly—Licensed Clinical Social Worker, Psychotherapist, and resident Healing Heaux(m)girl, Victoria—Healed Heaux serves up real healing with a side of empowerment (and a lil’ hood). But let’s be clear—I don’t do this alone. I’ve got a whole squad of Heauxs all around me, spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and physically pouring into me and the Healed Heaux brand. These women are the secret sauce. The soul food. The co-authors of this healing movement.
We’re healing loud, proud, and together.
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So, how did we get here? It all started with me asking, “Why don’t BIPOC women get the mental health support they need?” Too often, we move through life carrying invisible weight—unspoken pain, unrealistic expectations, and the pressure to always have it together. We’ve been conditioned to push through, to be the strong one. To figure it out alone. But healing? It was never meant to be a solo journey. Having the right support—a community that sees you, holds space for you, and uplifts you
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In 2019, as I was evolving through therapy, I realized something vital: while I was evolving, many of my family & friends felt like they were at a standstill. So, I started sharing the tools I was learning in therapy, hosting girl circles—and introducing therapeutic activities. And something unexpected happened—while I was helping them, they were helping me too. We created space to be vulnerable, reflect, and pour into each other. Whenever they’d come back saying, "Whoa, I never thought about it like that," it hit me—I knew—I’d already been doing this work.
And it was time to make it bigger.. And that's how Healed Heaux was born.
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Healed Heaux isn’t traditional therapy. It's here to amplify your mental wellness journey, not replace therapy. Think of it as the spark to your inner fire. A monthly subscription box created for BIPOC women—delivering soul-deep resources and healing tools right to your door. More than anything— it's a community. One where we support each other in our healing, where we share stories, laugh, cry, and rise together.
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The word “Healed” is intentional—Healing is ongoing. Messy. Beautiful. Real.- real-hence the messy paint splatter. It’s about building resilience to handle life’s curveballs while staying flexible enough to keep growing. Healed doesn’t mean finished; it means empowered. It’s not a destination—it’s a continual process.
Growth, self-care, transformation—it’s always in motion. It’s the ride, not the endpoint.
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Now, I know the name sounds a little edgy, and yes, the name HEAUX is purposeful. The term “Ho” has often been used as a derogatory term, but we’re taking it back. HEAUX is a reimagined term for a “happy, educated, self-actualized, unapologetic, strong woman(xenia)”—a badass who’s done playing small. And yes, I owe part of this vision to
Heaux Tales and Heaux Tales: Mo’ Tales by Jazmine Sullivan.
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Those albums played on repeat while I was healing.
They cracked open my truth—and made me realize just how deeply we deserve space to heal.
So now?
Here's your invitation.
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Join the Heaux Squad and grow with the Heauxmmunity — a circle of women choosing to heal out loud. Let’s laugh, cry, evolve, glow up, and maybe even twerk our way to a healed, empowered, unapologetic version of ourselves. Together, we’ll reclaim our mental health, unpack what’s been weighing us down, and remind the world just how powerful we are.
You in?​
Come be part of the Heaux Squad — a movement of women healing loud, proud, and together.
Let’s Heaux get 'em!
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