The ugly truth is never easy to face, but today, I’m not holding back. This is the reality—unpolished, unapologetic, and exactly as it is. I’ve shared my struggles with alcoholism, autoimmune diseases, and the loss of loved ones, but today, I want to talk about something I am still trying to navigate—my marriage. When I met my husband, he felt like everything I had ever prayed for—kind, loving, supportive. He loved my children before he even loved me, stepping up as "Dad" for my newborn son when his father walked away. But life has a way of shifting under us, and somewhere along the way, we lost ourselves. During the early years, things felt right—until we both lost our jobs. I found work quickly, but he didn’t, and the weight of that imbalance settled in. Resentment grew between us, quiet at first, then undeniable. I came home exhausted, to messes and unmet expectations, and instead of dealing with it, I reached for a drink. Not every night, but often enough to make avoidanc...
Welcome to my world, where healing is messy, resilience is real, and life as a working mom of five is pure chaos and triumph. I’ve faced loss, autoimmune disease, alcoholism recovery, and mental health struggles—learning survival is more than getting through, it’s about growing, laughing, and finding joy. This blog is my raw, unfiltered space for sharing the highs, lows, and lessons. Let’s push forward together!