How Mascara, Meltdowns, and Margaritas Was Born….
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...
Jul 11, 20251 min read
Protecting My Peace Is Freaking Exhausting….
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
5 days ago2 min read
Mascara, Meltdowns, & Resurrection…
Easter hit different this year. Not in the soft, pastel, everything-is-beautiful kind of way. More like… everything looks put together, but underneath it feels like it’s quietly unraveling. I’m almost four months post back surgery. I had that moment—you know the one— where you think, okay, I made it. I’m getting my life back. And then I didn’t. One bad physical therapy session. One thing that was supposed to help me heal… didn’t. And ever since, it’s felt like I’ve been slid
Apr 53 min read