Soul

I didn’t set out to quit drinking forever. But after losing my mom, leaving my career, and unraveling from grief and overwhelm, something had to shift. This piece explores how alcohol slowly became my way to cope—and how I pressed pause before losing myself completely.

After 67 days alcohol-free, I thought I could handle a weekend with old friends. I didn’t have a firm plan—just curiosity. This is what happened over six slippery days, and how I found my way back… again

Peace isn’t the performance of “fine.” It isn’t staying silent to protect someone else’s comfort. Real peace comes from returning to yourself — again and again, even when it’s hard.

One email rewrote my past. Decades of my life were reframed—uncovering a family secret I was never meant to know.

Life’ing Unscripted began after a long season of grief, health collapse, and identity loss following my mother’s death. What started as a belated tribute became something else entirely — a way to trace the invisible patterns shaping my life and the cultural scripts many women quietly inherit.

I spent a lifetime looking for closeness and only caught a glimpse near the end. The mother wound isn’t often talked about — but it shaped everything.