"I love you, but I love me more."

For years, I believed marriage had no back door that staying meant survival, even when love turned toxic. But real love doesn’t destroy. Real love heals, nurtures, and grows. I learned that choosing myself wasn’t selfish it was necessary.

Choosing God first, loving myself deeply, and giving love freely became my path to freedom. And now, when I think of future love, I know this: I will meet it fully awake, fully me no masks, no “have-to’s,” just a love that honors who I am and what I’ve fought to become.

Because the most important fight I ever waged was not just for my marriage it was for my life.

It all begins with an idea.

It all begins with an idea.