Earlier this month, Clive and I attended the Loved, Chosen & Free Seminar, a one-day event focused on healing from shame.

The first session began with a worksheet designed to help us identify shame strongholds. We were asked to rate each of the 36 items with responses like "Never," "Seldom," or "Painfully So." To my deep shame, I found that almost all of the statements resonated with me under the "Painfully So" category, indicating that my whole life was shame-based.

Later in the day, we explored the concept of foundational lies, and I realized that one of the core lies I had internalized for years was: "I am a mistake." During a live prayer demonstration with Sandra, I found myself at the front, facing the deep-rooted false belief that had shaped my identity for so long.

As part of the prayer process, Sandra asked me if "Trixi" was my real name, and I had to admit to Patrizia that it wasn’t. Over lunch, a woman approached me with an excited expression and said, "Trixi, you need to reclaim your name. Do you know what it means?" When I responded that I didn’t, she eagerly shared, "It means 'of noble birth,' and Trixi means 'bringer of joy.'"

This revelation was deeply significant. As I shared in my earlier testimony, the attack on my identity began even before birth, and not fully embracing my name and its true meaning had been a part of that ongoing struggle. This moment was a pivotal step in reclaiming my identity and beginning to heal from the shame that had long defined me.