Kate

I’m Kate. A mom, a survivor, and someone who finally stopped shrinking to make everyone else comfortable.

For a long time, I thought I just had to deal with what life handed me. That surviving was enough. That staying quiet made things easier. But life has a funny way of waking you up. Sometimes with a whisper. Sometimes with two words that snap everything into focus:
No. Worse.

That was the turning point.
Since then, I’ve rebuilt, rewired, and reclaimed.
I left the pain, the patterns, and the people who kept me small.
I started speaking up. For myself. For my son. And now maybe, for someone like you.

This blog isn’t perfect. It’s not polished or padded.
It’s real.
It’s the messy middle. It’s the hard-earned hope.
It’s for anyone trying to make sense of their own survival and wondering if it’s okay to take up space after it all.

You’re not too much. You’re not imagining it. And you’re definitely not alone.

Thanks for being here.