Somethings Changed...its me! I've Changed

I’m not exactly sure when or how it happened, but as I sit here gazing out the window, one thing is clear—everything has changed.

Over the past two years, my world has shifted in ways I never imagined. I went from being a victim to becoming a survivor, as my perpetrator was convicted and sentenced. I transitioned from being a wife—or almost a legal wife—to a single mom. I went from being a mom of five to a mom of six. And I journeyed from being healthy and carefree to navigating complex health issues amidst a high-risk pregnancy.

Through it all, I survived—though just barely.

For the past year and a half, I’ve been working tirelessly to rebuild myself, piecing together the parts of me that trauma tried to break.

I've committed to weekly therapy sessions, devoured every self-help and trauma resource I could find, and immersed myself in understanding my diagnoses. I’ve worked diligently to rewire my brain, finding balance with the help of medical marijuana.

And now, as I sit here today, I feel whole. That doesn’t mean I’m fully healed—healing is never a straight path—but the void I once felt is no longer there. I no longer feel that insatiable craving for “more.” This life, just as it is, is enough for me.