There’s no easy way to package pain, especially the kind that hits your body, your heart, and your entire life all at once. But somehow, Bunmi George(Jbums) manages to tell her story with a kind of honesty and hope that stays with you.
In a recent conversation, she shared what felt like a lifetime of storms. At 19, she was bleeding for 127 days straight. Doctors called it PCOS. She called it the girl with the issue of blood. “I bled for 127 days,” she said. “They wanted to put me on birth control, but I was like, I’m 19 — for what?”
That wasn’t even the worst of it.
She’d always battled her weight and self-esteem, but something shifted. She got tired. “I told myself, Boomie, it’s time to change.” That shift wasn’t just physical — it was spiritual. What looked like a weight loss journey from the outside was really a healing from the inside.
“I found God, and I found me,” she said. “What people were seeing was a body transformation. But it was deeper. God was healing wounds I didn’t even know I had.”
Then came the unthinkable.
Her brother was murdered. Shot. A senseless act by someone who didn’t even know him. Just days before, she’d felt a tug to take her kids to see him. “We spent the whole day together. The next day, he took them out. The next day, he was gone.”
The grief didn’t stop there. Her father passed away 10 days later, from the shock. And just the week before that, her pastor, someone she called a father, died too. “Three men in three weeks. It was like the ground under me disappeared.”
One of the most haunting moments she shared was waking up at 3 a.m. to the sound of her mom screaming: “God, help me. God, no. Help me.” She became the rock for her mother while still trying to hold herself together.
And through it all, she clung to God.
“I didn’t ask why,” she said. “I just knew He didn’t do this to me. I knew His thoughts toward me were good, even when none of this looked good.” Her response wasn’t rage. It was worship. “I went on a prayer walk. All I could do was speak in tongues for an hour. Then I came back and put on worship music. I had no words, only surrender.”
Her healing didn’t happen overnight. Her strength came in layers. Her faith wasn’t performative, it was lived. And what stood out most? She didn’t pretend it was easy. She didn’t glamorize the pain. But she let God sit with her in it.
“God didn’t need me to have it all together,” she said. “He just needed my yes.”
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