TOP SHENANIGANS…

It didn’t start with a margarita, but it probably should have. Three and a half years ago, I found myself sitting in the ruins of a life...

…Because two things can be true at the same time. There’s this weird pressure to package healing into something inspirational. If you’re growing, you’re supposed to be glowing. If you’re blessed, you’re supposed to be constantly smiling. If you have healthy kids, a roof over your head, people who love you, and things to be thankful for… you’re somehow not supposed to admit that you’re also completely drained. But I’m learning gratitude and grief can sit at the same table. I c

She’s not “too sensitive”… she’s carrying years of things she was told to just get over. She’s not dramatic. She’s exhausted. Exhausted from smiling through heartbreak. Exhausted from being the “strong one.”Exhausted from surviving things she should’ve never had to survive in the first place. She’s not bitter because she talks about what happened. She’s just done protecting people who had no problem hurting her. She’s not difficult because she has boundaries now. She’s just t