Let’s talk about identity crises, shall we? Because let me tell you—nothing wakes you up to the fact that you have no idea who you are, like realizing your hobbies include laundry, picking up the same toys 14 times a day, and memorizing every episode of Bluey. For years, I thought I was just a…
If you had told me a year ago that I’d be here—navigating a separation, searching for a house, learning digital marketing, and figuring out how to be a fully independent adult for the first time—I probably would’ve laughed. Or cried. Probably both. Up until now, my entire identity revolved around being Mom, Wife, Keeper of…
