Truth Hurts

Sometimes divorce isn’t an earth-shattering loss. Sometimes it’s just two people waking up out of a fog.
— Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

Truth hurts.

It’s hard to deal with when you make significant discoveries about your life. Sometimes, that discovery has been building over time, and you simply ignored it. But once you finally open your eyes, it becomes hard to stomach.

Well… that happened to me.

I decided to use this post as my last personal thought post—for now—to vent and release.

Before I go further, I want to say this:

TRIGGER WARNING

This post includes divorce and the emotional rollercoaster that comes before, during, and after a relationship ends. If this is difficult for you to read, I completely understand.

A little over two years ago, I made a half-hearted decision to get a divorce.

I say half-hearted because I had doubts.

I doubted myself.

I tried to fix what I was told was broken.

Every few days, I found myself walking around in high anxiety, waiting to hear the next complaint. And every complaint somehow turned into how I could do more.

How things were my fault.

Never theirs.

The only solution I thought I had was to give in.

The fear I had?

Being in a failed marriage… again.

My first marriage ended in divorce, and I told myself I would never go through that again.

But in 2019, anxiety started building.

Deep down, I knew.

I just didn’t want to accept it.

So I tried harder.

Did more.

Became less of myself.

I started questioning everything:

• my role as a mother

• my role as a daughter

• my role as a woman

And I accepted it all… because I was afraid.

But now?

I feel better.

Because I finally said it out loud.

And I want to say this to anyone going through something similar:

👉 Don’t allow fear to disguise the truth about your relationship.

You should never be afraid to rescue yourself.

No matter how abnormal it feels.

Divorce may be common…

But choosing yourself?

That’s powerful.

Now that I’ve cleared my mind, I’m preparing for my reflection month.

And this time…

I’m moving forward.

WhyNetta

I’m WhyNetta—the woman behind Life With No Breaks.

I didn’t set out to build a platform. I set out to survive, to heal, and eventually, to understand myself more honestly.

For many years, my life revolved around being strong for everyone else—raising children, holding things together, and navigating relationships that required me to shrink in order to keep the peace. After experiencing narcissistic abuse and the unraveling that followed, I reached a point where continuing as I was simply wasn’t an option. Healing became a necessity, not a trend.

Life With No Breaks grew out of that season—not from perfection, but from reflection. It became a place where I could process real life in real time: parenting, rebuilding stability, breaking generational cycles, managing fear and faith side by side, and learning how to choose myself without guilt. Writing and speaking became tools for clarity, accountability, and growth—not just for me, but for others walking similar paths.

Today, I approach life with more intention and less urgency. I believe in growth that’s honest, faith that’s grounded, and healing that doesn’t require performance. I’m still learning, still rebuilding, and still choosing better—one decision at a time.

This space is a reflection of that journey.

https://lifewithnobreaks.com
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