I swallowed silence instead of screaming, wrote truth instead of texting, chose no contact while my whole nervous system ached for just one drop of the poison I finally stopped calling love.

For a long time, I believed I was broken. At twelve, I asked to go to “Fat Camp,” thinking if I could just shrink, I’d finally be enough. I smiled through the shame, but inside was chaos. This is the story of how I stopped trying to disappear, and started creating myself instead.

He brought poison. I brought fire. This is the story of how I set it down and finally walked away.

He didn’t teach me through lectures. He taught me by living it. And now, in every quiet act of leadership, I carry him.

Leadership isn’t about knowing everything. It’s about staying present, asking for help, and taking the next step, even when everything falls apart

We don’t just reinvent our lives. We reinvent how we hold rage. How we hold power. How we hold ourselves.