If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, you might’ve noticed that I never talk about my child’s father. That’s intentional.
It’s a part of my life I’ve chosen to keep private — not just here, but in many parts of my personal life, too. What I can say is this: I’m a single mom. And I’m going through a long and ongoing healing process.
I never wanted to be a single mom. That was never the plan. But here I am.
And I’m slowly learning that there’s no shame in that. I’m the one who shows up, day in and day out. The one who carries the weight, makes the decisions, and stays consistent. It’s a lot. But I’ve come to realize there’s more peace and freedom in this life than there ever was in a relationship that felt heavy and unsustainable.
One of the most powerful things I’ve felt recently is this:I’m slowly becoming myself again — the person I was before I met him — in the best way possible.
She’s still here. More grounded. More self-aware. Quieter in her mind. More at ease. She’s not lost — just resurfacing. And with every day that passes, I feel closer to her.
If you're in the middle of a dark chapter right now — a breakup, heartbreak, or something that’s flipped your life upside down — and you can’t yet see the end of the tunnel, I want you to know: I’ve been there too.
Truly.
There were moments where I couldn’t imagine feeling okay again. Where the pain felt bigger than me. But somehow, in what feels like a pretty short time, things shifted. I wouldn’t say everything is perfect, but I’m mostly okay. And more than that — I’m actually grateful things turned out the way they did.
Because for the first time in a long time, I’m reconnecting with myself.I’m seeing things clearly again. I’m remembering who I was and realizing what I had been slowly losing in that relationship.
And the truth is — that’s what naturally happens when we leave (or are forced out of) a situation that drained us, that we knew deep down wasn’t right, but we stayed in anyway. Once that weight is gone, even if it hurts like hell at first, we start to come back to life. We remember ourselves. We feel again. Think clearly. Breathe again.
If you're still in the thick of it, hold on. It gets better. It really does.
You’ll find your footing. You’ll remember who you were before all of this — and even more than that, you’ll become someone wiser, softer, stronger.
You’re allowed to grow. You’re allowed to start again.You’re allowed to feel peace — even if it looks different from what you once imagined.
There’s nothing shameful about where you are. There’s strength in showing up — and becoming who you were always meant to be.