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Amidst the chaos and silence of my court battles and living life, I had another interesting experience. Several months before, my friend and I had been texting about dating, guys, and how awful the dating world was. She mentioned how she’d been chatting recently with a guy she’d met online. “He’s a cop—you might know him.” When I asked his name, she told me his first name. No last name. I knew I’d seen this individual on dating apps before, and I’d always swiped no. I told my

Before I knew how to talk about everything I’d been through, I wrote a letter — not to anyone outside of me, but to her. The little girl who didn’t yet know she was worthy. Who didn’t know that what she’d live through would one day become the thing that helped other people survive their own. I wrote it looking back, from where I stand now, at how far we’ve come. Here it is. Dear Younger Self, You didn’t have to go through the things that you did, and I wish you didn’t know wh

There's a chapter in my book called "The Letter." It's not the easiest one to share. It's not the easiest one I've ever written, either. A few years ago, an officer stood in my doorway, looked at my daughter listening from the top of the stairs, and told me he could arrest me. Then, on his way out the door, he said something he probably doesn't even remember saying: "Great, I'll have to write a book about this." He had no idea how right he was. Only I would be the one to writ

There's a moment most of us have faced — or will face — where staying means betraying yourself. Maybe it’s a relationship you’ve outgrown. A workplace that slowly erodes who you are. A version of your life that looks fine from the outside but feels hollow from the inside. We don’t talk enough about what it costs to stay in those situations. But we also don’t talk enough about what it costs to leave. I want to talk about both. The Setup Nobody Warns You About About a year ago,