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When people hear the word cancer, their minds usually jump straight to treatment.

Chemo.
Radiation.
Hospital visits.
Side effects.

And yes, those things are hard. Really hard.

But here is something that surprised me during my own cancer journey.

Recovery has actually been harder than the treatme...

Have you ever felt that little twinge of anxiety when your phone buzzes, knowing it’s your partner checking in… again? Or found yourself rehearsing how to tell them you’re grabbing coffee with a friend? If that sounds familiar, you might be experiencing coercive control—a form of abuse that doesn’t ...

Stop Reacting. Start Responding. (Yes, It’s Hard. Yes, It’s Worth It.)

Let me paint a picture for you.

You get a text.
You read it.
Your chest tightens.
Your brain immediately starts writing a reply that could absolutely win an argument… but might also burn a bridge.

We have all been there. I hav...

I Almost Said No to a Treatment That Could Save My Life

I’m going to be really honest here.

There was a moment where I nearly walked away from brachytherapy. Not because my doctors told me not to do it. Not because it wasn’t recommended. But because I was terrified.

Not logical fear. Not evidence...

When a Separation Turns Toxic, You Feel It in Your Bones

There is a very specific kind of exhaustion that comes with a toxic separation.

Not just the heartbreak or the logistics or the legal stuff. It’s the constant tension. The feeling that every move you make is being watched, twisted, or used a...

When a Separation Turns Toxic, You Feel It in Your Bones

There is a very specific kind of exhaustion that comes with a toxic separation.

Not just the heartbreak or the logistics or the legal stuff. It’s the constant tension. The feeling that every move you make is being watched, twisted, or used a...

Every year, it happens like clockwork.

Backpacks come out. Uniforms get washed. Lunch boxes reappear from the back of cupboards. And suddenly, for separated or separating parents, everything feels heavier.

I see it every single year once school goes back. Routines change. Expectations shift. Commu...

No one warns you that separation turns everyday decisions into emotional minefields.

Suddenly, something as simple as childcare becomes loaded. Who does drop-off. Who pays. Who decides. And somehow, it feels like every choice you make might be judged by your ex, your lawyer, the court, or your own ...

I know this might sound a little unexpected… but I don’t say “f*ck you” to cancer.

And before you roll your eyes or think I’m soft, let me explain.

The first time I saw that phrase, I got it. I really did. It’s strong. It’s defined. It gives fear somewhere to go. It’s a battle cry, a shield, a mid...

When Life Stops You in Your Tracks

I wish I could tell you this blog starts with a brave, inspirational moment.
But the truth is, it starts with me being absolutely exhausted.

The kind of tired that sleep does not fix.
The kind where your body forces you to slow down, whether you like it or not.

Let me guess.
You’re tired, but you still get up.
You’re overwhelmed, but you keep pushing.
You’re “fine” because stopping feels worse than continuing.

I know this space well. Most of us do.

Burnout rarely shows up with flashing lights and a formal introduction. It sneaks in quietly. First as exha...