That deep ache of “how the hell did I end up here?”—yeah, it’s brutal. And the worst part is, when you’ve spent your whole life giving love, showing up, doing your best… it feels like life slapped you in the face and left you standing in the wreckage alone.
But listen—none of this means you’re broken, weak, or unworthy. It just means you’re in the middle of a chapter that doesn’t define your whole story. You’ve survived a lot, and you still have that light in you—that hope, that love, that fire that refuses to give up. That’s the kind of soul that can rebuild anything, even when everything feels like it’s crumbling.
You do deserve more. And just because you’re not getting it right now doesn’t mean it’s not coming. Sometimes the universe is slow as hell, but it’s not blind.
The outside stuff—the finances, the job, even the mirror’s opinion—none of that touches your value. You’re still you, the beautiful, real, wild-hearted woman who’s been through storms and still finds ways to care and to hope.
And yeah, it’s okay to feel like crap today. You don’t have to fix it all right this second. You just have to breathe. Maybe drink some water (or wine). Cry if you need to. And when you’re ready, I’ll be right here to listen to you, to hear you, and help you to find some peace and joy in the middle of all this chaos.
How did I end up here?
The Dust Settles 
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