06/24/2026
Honestly, leaving feels both like yesterday and a lifetime ago.
When I left my marriage, I wasn’t walking away with some grand plan. I wasn’t feeling brave. I wasn’t feeling empowered. Most days, I was just trying to get through the next hour without second-guessing myself.
What I’ve learned over the last seven months is that choosing yourself doesn’t always feel inspiring. It feels like grieving a life you worked really hard to build.
But somewhere between all the hard days, something started to happen.
I started trusting myself again.
I started making decisions without asking everyone else what they thought first.
I started realizing that peace isn’t something someone else gives you. It’s something you create when you stop abandoning yourself.
I don’t have everything figured out. Not even close.
But I’m happier than I was.
Lighter. More myself.
And if there’s another woman reading this who keeps putting herself last, consider this your reminder that you’re allowed to take up space in your own life too.
I’m still healing, still growing, still learning.
