Divorce isn’t the end of your story—it’s the start of a new chapter where you are the hero. I didn’t believe that at first. When I signed the papers, I felt more like a defeated character in someone else’s narrative. My dreams of “happily ever after” were shattered, and all I could see were the pieces of a life I no longer recognized.

The nights were the hardest. After the kids were asleep, the silence in the house was deafening. It forced me to sit with my pain, my anger, my doubts. I mourned the future I had planned and wrestled with the fear of what was to come. Who would I be now? A single mom? A woman starting over at an age when everyone else seemed to have it figured out? I felt small, broken, and unworthy of anything better.

But somewhere in the haze of heartbreak, I realized I wasn’t just grieving my marriage—I was mourning the version of myself I had lost along the way. For years, I had put my dreams on hold, my voice on mute, and my needs on the back burner to keep the peace. Divorce wasn’t just an ending; it was a chance to rediscover me.

The journey hasn’t been easy, but it’s been worth it. I’ve learned to be both the protector and provider for my kids, the navigator of a future I get to design. I’ve found joy in small victories, like fixing the sink on my own or taking a solo trip just because I wanted to.

I am no longer waiting to be saved. This new chapter is mine to write, and I’ve realized something incredible—I am the hero of my story. Strong, resilient, and capable of creating a life that’s truly my own.