
For 33 years, I carried questions I was too afraid to ask. Questions that sat heavy in my chest. Questions that followed me through childhood, relationships, motherhood, doctor visits, and quiet moments when I couldn’t understand why I reacted the way I did. Then one day I finally looked at my mom and asked… “Why…

Society today tells you oh you’re this way because you went through this. No! How about I am this way because I took control of my life I figured it out I didn’t have to be like everyone else and a statistic.