2023 didn’t just test me… it stripped me, broke me, and forced me to rebuild.

It’s my birthday. I finally have a home… but I still feel like I can’t breathe.

I lost my niece… and everything else around me feels like it’s falling apart too.

A real-time account of mediation, false accusations, and the moment everything became clear in a broken relationship.

Today my son turned 25… and I’m sitting here realizing I’m somebody’s grandma.

2022 wasn’t loud—but it changed how I move, what I accept, and who I choose to be.

I wasn’t afraid of money—I was taught to be.