Emotional Resilience

Where I’ve Been

By on Thursday, August 28, 2025

It’s been a while since I’ve written. Honestly, the past few weeks have been some of the hardest of my life. In July, I packed up my boys and boarded a plane. We left behind a house, a marriage, and a chapter that had been my entire adult life. It was messy. It was heartbreaking.

Since the move, I feel like I’ve been walking around in a fog. Some days it takes me until the afternoon just to brush my teeth. Eating is hit or miss. I feel weak, tired, and hollow.

I worry about money constantly, yet I do nothing to bring more in. The motivation is gone, and I can’t seem to find it. My youngest sits with me most of the day, and while I love his company, I feel guilty that I’m not giving him more. Today, I managed to take him to the park for 45 minutes, and it took everything I had.

The one positive thing I’ve done for myself is start walking again. It’s small, but it feels like the first step toward something better.

And then there’s this blog. I started it to write my truth, to carve out a space that’s mine. But lately I feel guilty for putting my thoughts and feelings out there for others to see. Is it selfish? Is it too much? I don’t know.

What I do know is that writing still feels like breathing to me. Even when it’s messy, even when I question it, it’s the one way I feel like I’m still here. Still trying. Still searching for the next version of me.

Maybe that’s what this space is — not about being polished or perfect, but about being honest about where I’ve been.

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