Healing Out Loud: Reclaiming My Voice After Burnout, Grief, and Silence

After time away for healing and growth, Lachelle Lynn returns to share her story of grief, burnout and reclaiming authenticity. A powerful reintroduction to healing out loud.

It’s been a while. A long while. Not just since I posted—but since I felt like myself here in this space.

If you’ve been following this blog for a long time, first of all—thank you. Thank you for still being here, even through the silence and the uncertainty. The truth is, I’ve been in a season of unraveling. Unlearning. Healing. Saying goodbye to old versions of myself I used to perform just to be accepted or survive.

Let’s recap — Grief and Burnout

Life in 2020 handed me some heavy things I never expected to carry, nor do I believe anyone ever does. I lost my husband, moved states, and began a business all while trying to homeschool my children, grow a brand, and still continue my education at Penn State at the same time as trying to grieve, be strong for my daughters and teach them how to process emotions. To say it was chaos, would be a vast understatement. I spent the next 4 years attempting to hold it all together with grace while rediscovering who I was, expectations, survival patterns, and ultimately how to continue forward. Those were the most challenging, intense yet ultimate rewarding years of my life. Not only did I get to be home with my girls full time and homeschool, but I also got to travel with them in and out of the country. I will always be forever blessed and grateful for those years for the unmatchable experiences we had while also teaching me what i was capable of and learning so much more about mental health. 

Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (Pictured: Offroad office)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: husband)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (Pictured: daughters of late husband)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (Pictured: daughters of late husband homeschooling on trip)

Why I stepped away gracefully

The truth is: I needed a break. A real one, not the kind where you simply sleep the afternoon away.. I needed a soul cleansing, chakra balancing, energy alignment, ya know? Burn some sage, maybe?

I needed away from the noise, the constant traveling, the arguments, the control, and the relentless pressure to always be performing, always wearing a mask. From constantly pouring into others when my own cup was cracked and running dry, to allowing my self worth to be based on what I could do to accommodate others first and seeking external validation. I was shattered, a million jagged edges, missing puzzle pieces. I was a mess, but I stepped back, moved home and began to rebuild everything from absolute ground zero.

Younger children of late husband help build a home for less fortunate in Mexico.
Dirt Sports World
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured at rainbow rocks)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband.
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured Oatman AZ donkeys)

And now? I’m ready to write from where I actually am. Not the polished, social media–filtered version. But the real version, top knot and leggings included. 

The version of me that’s cracked open and still standing. 

Fierce, soft, angry, free, grateful, grieving. Human.

So without further ado, let me reintroduce myself.

Hi. I’m LaChelle Lynn.

Army veteran. Mental health advocate. Widowed mother of two. Unapologetic feeler. Truth-teller.

Former people-pleaser learning the magic of boundaries. Walking firework. Healing work in progress.Frenchie fur mom. RAINN Speaker. Survivor. Greyshirt.

Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: veteran)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: on top of the world off-road)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: humanitarian flight TR)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: French bulldog)


The last few years, life has hit hard, its hardest yet.

Loss. Loneliness. Failure. Truth.

Rebuilding from the rubble. Reevaluating values and setting necessary and long overdue boundaries. 

But I am still here standing—breathing, breaking, healing, and writing through it all the only way i know how, honestly. 

This space is coming back to life, but with new depth. We’re not sugarcoating the hard stuff anymore. We’re no longer hiding from truths we’ve been too ashamed to face. We’re naming it, facing it, and walking through it together.

As I was going through the worst of the worsts, I didn’t know what to do, who to reach out to or anyone going through the same things I was. I felt alone. I knew something needed to change. I wanted to start having real conversations—and creating a space where others felt safe doing the same. A corner of the internet that was a little more understanding, honest, and colorful yet helpful. 

Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: Lachelle Lynn)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: mother and child hospital)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: late husband grief)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: woman and children of late husband)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: daughters and cousins)
Woman writing about healing from grief and emotional burnout after death of husband. (pictured: daughters of late husband)

What you’ll find here moving forward:

  • Raw reflections on grief, growth, and starting over
  • Mental health truths without the fluff
  • Parenting through pain and joy
  • Boundaries, burnout, and becoming whole again
  • Conversations on friendship, faith, and reclaiming self-worth
  • How to show up for those going through it
  • And how to keep going when it feels impossible



This isn’t just a return. It’s a rebirth. Even if we’re crawling from the ashes. A phoenix season if you will. 

I’m writing from a place of honesty and fire, probably some Playdoh too—and if that’s the space you’re craving too, I’d love for you to walk with me.

Let’s heal out loud, together because I know some of us almost downed in the silence. Let’s do this.We both deserve it. 


XoXo,

LaChelle 💫

LaChelle

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