Why I’m Not Like Most People - I don’t chase fake happiness or pretend life’s all good vibes and vision boards (which I have). I question everything, maybe even to a fault (even questioning my neurosurgeon!). Purpose, pain, the point of it all. I’ve been through hell in ways most people keep quiet about. I... Continue Reading →
The Words and Marriage That Broke Me: How Abuse Shattered My Identity, and What I’m Rebuilding Now
For a long time, I asked myself if I was just too sensitive. If I was overreacting. Maybe I was the problem. I questioned myself constantly. I doubted myself. I lied to myself, saying, “It’s not really that bad,” because that’s what years of emotional and verbal abuse can do. It doesn’t always leave bruises.... Continue Reading →