About me.

I am SO happy you’re here!

Mental and emotional abuse during and after my marriage took almost a decade from me.

I didn’t have the words to explain what had happened to me and why I was a shell of my old self. I couldn’t trust my own thoughts, let alone, anyone else. I lost almost all of my friends. I couldn’t talk truthfully to my family.

I had so much guilt, shame, fear, and confusion in me that I suffered from anxiety attacks and was diagnosed with C-PTSD. I didn’t want to make new friends and the idea of a romantic relationship ever again was laughable.

I had accepted that the only thing left for me to do in life would be to raise my children to be as deeply loved as possible… and die alone. It sounds dramatic, but it wasn’t. It was the only outcome I saw.

I was unlovable. I was broken.

This is the story of how I dug my way out of all of that.

And you can too.