We suffered, we recovered, we rebuilt, we went backwards, we leapt forward, we came, we saw, we conquered. There are so many things I feel like I will never be able to put into words about the intangible parts of my journey. The parts that no one could ever see or understand. Those are the most powerful ones. The sacred ones. 2022 was hard and confusing, but still filled with hope amidst the darkness. 2023 was the hardest year I’ve ever experienced and one I’ll next forget. It was excruciatingly painful and extremely rewarding and empowering all in one. 2024 I about killed myself trying to do it all trying to avoid the fact that it would catch up with me at some point. Trying to work a full time job, be a full time present mom who doesn’t miss school drop off or any activity, tried my best to be the best girlfriend I could be while still piecing my broken life back together. I accomplished a lot in 2024, and my mental health came as a sacrifice to that in other ways. 2025 I feel pulled to align myself spiritually and physically. To put the lost and broken parts back together better than ever. I did all the hard work, I got my life back In order, and now we face the next step to growth and a better version of myself. Spirituality.
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