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04.26.2026 11:47AM | Chicago, IL
The wind is loud today. The sky is blank. No color, no shape. That’s about how today feels.
It’s been two years since my mom passed. The day I lost myself in a place I never should have been.
But what matters is this
I made it out.
I got out of that system before the two-year mark.
There was a time I didn’t think that would ever happen. A time I thought I’d never get back to a place where I could even try for the life I wanted.
And now I’m here. In the position to make my wildest dream come true. I begged God for this.
Looking back at where I was from the day she passed, through everything that followed, all the way to just a few months ago in the shelter…
And comparing it to now. I’m not just “doing better.” I proved something to myself. I proved that I can build a life from nothing under extreme pressure.
That’s the asset.
Everything I’m stepping into now is built on that. The planning. The discipline. The clarity. The way I move. It all came from that season. Now I’m in a different phase. Not survival but foundation.
And that means:
- consistency over intensity
- structure over emotion
- pacing over proving
Everything I said I would do, I’m doing.
A car.
My rent covered.
Real opportunities to elevate my finances through dance.
My body, my health, my vision finally aligned.
But more than that, I trust myself now.
I’m grateful for how God shaped me through that time. Not just for what I have now, but for who I became when I had nothing. He didn’t let me turn cold. He sharpened me. Gave me discernment, strength, and the ability to hold myself. Now I get to build from that. Yes, it’s been lonely, isolating & still heavy. However, I can sit in that without losing myself now. That’s new.
I’ve always heard “heavy is the head that wears the crown.” Now I understand it.
Not as pressure but as awareness.
My life has direction now. It has weight. It has consequence. And I feel that. But it’s the kind of heavy I chose. I’m not trying to escape anymore. I’m building something on purpose now.
I still dream at night about being loved properly