Molly

That was the moment I knew there was no more trying, no more hoping he would change. The only thing that mattered now was getting out. Storm 1. California. Carrying the weight. California was supposed to be a temporary stop. I worked 40-hour weeks with my baby strapped to my chest, sharing a room with my sister, her two dogs, and the whirlwind of uncertainty that had become my life.

That was the moment I knew there was no more trying, no more hoping he would change. The only thing that mattered now was getting out. Storm 1. California. Carrying the weight. California was supposed to be a temporary stop. I worked 40-hour weeks with my baby strapped to my chest, sharing a room with my sister, her two dogs, and the whirlwind of uncertainty that had become my life.

The stress of filing for divorce and obtaining a restraining order was relentless, but somehow we still found moments of joy. We laughed, we played, we made memories that softened the sharp edges of my reality. Adaptation wasn't a choice, it was survival. The wounds were fresh, but laughter made me remember who I was, before.

The stress of filing for divorce and obtaining a restraining order was relentless, but somehow we still found moments of joy. We laughed, we played, we made memories that softened the sharp edges of my reality. Adaptation wasn't a choice, it was survival. The wounds were fresh, but laughter made me remember who I was, before.

The stress of filing for divorce and obtaining a restraining order was relentless, but somehow we still found moments of joy. We laughed, we played, we made memories that softened the sharp edges of my reality. Adaptation wasn't a choice, it was survival. The wounds were fresh, but laughter made me remember who I was, before.

Roots That Travel, The Tree Tattoo In the midst of all the moving, from state to state, carrying only what I could manage, I felt completely unanchored. Safety meant staying in motion, never lingering too long in one place, never feeling truly settled. The instability weighed on me, but I clung to one truth. Even if I wasn't planted, my roots still went with me.

Roots That Travel, The Tree Tattoo In the midst of all the moving, from state to state, carrying only what I could manage, I felt completely unanchored. Safety meant staying in motion, never lingering too long in one place, never feeling truly settled. The instability weighed on me, but I clung to one truth. Even if I wasn't planted, my roots still went with me.

Roots That Travel, The Tree Tattoo In the midst of all the moving, from state to state, carrying only what I could manage, I felt completely unanchored. Safety meant staying in motion, never lingering too long in one place, never feeling truly settled. The instability weighed on me, but I clung to one truth. Even if I wasn't planted, my roots still went with me.

That's why, during my time in California, I got the tree tattoo. A tree with strong roots, but at the same time, empty, barren leaves. It was a reminder that no matter where I had to go, I wasn't lost. I carried my strength, my history, and my identity within me, even when everything around me felt uncertain. Another step toward wholeness. Storm 2. Texas. The In-Between.

That's why, during my time in California, I got the tree tattoo. A tree with strong roots, but at the same time, empty, barren leaves. It was a reminder that no matter where I had to go, I wasn't lost. I carried my strength, my history, and my identity within me, even when everything around me felt uncertain. Another step toward wholeness. Storm 2. Texas. The In-Between.

That's why, during my time in California, I got the tree tattoo. A tree with strong roots, but at the same time, empty, barren leaves. It was a reminder that no matter where I had to go, I wasn't lost. I carried my strength, my history, and my identity within me, even when everything around me felt uncertain. Another step toward wholeness. Storm 2. Texas. The In-Between.

In Texas, I lived in three different places, the last being with a family I'd never met before we moved in. I was able to continue working remotely and feel a bit of freedom to fill our days with park visits, time with my friends who lived in the area, and begin to think and maybe even dream a little about the future. The divorce was final in June.

In Texas, I lived in three different places, the last being with a family I'd never met before we moved in. I was able to continue working remotely and feel a bit of freedom to fill our days with park visits, time with my friends who lived in the area, and begin to think and maybe even dream a little about the future. The divorce was final in June.

In Texas, I lived in three different places, the last being with a family I'd never met before we moved in. I was able to continue working remotely and feel a bit of freedom to fill our days with park visits, time with my friends who lived in the area, and begin to think and maybe even dream a little about the future. The divorce was final in June.

As I hung up the phone with my lawyer, I wiped my tears and high-fived the baby in the high chair and said, We've got this, girly. We're going to be okay. Better than okay. I had begun counseling and went twice a week in Texas, learning what had happened to me, figuring out red flags I missed, discovering myself again. Storm three, Mississippi, an unplanned gift.

As I hung up the phone with my lawyer, I wiped my tears and high-fived the baby in the high chair and said, We've got this, girly. We're going to be okay. Better than okay. I had begun counseling and went twice a week in Texas, learning what had happened to me, figuring out red flags I missed, discovering myself again. Storm three, Mississippi, an unplanned gift.

As I hung up the phone with my lawyer, I wiped my tears and high-fived the baby in the high chair and said, We've got this, girly. We're going to be okay. Better than okay. I had begun counseling and went twice a week in Texas, learning what had happened to me, figuring out red flags I missed, discovering myself again. Storm three, Mississippi, an unplanned gift.

Texas had been my plan as I just wanted to stay put for a little while. But when my housing fell through and I couldn't yet afford rent, Mississippi became my unexpected refuge. What felt like another setback turned out to be exactly where I needed to be.

Texas had been my plan as I just wanted to stay put for a little while. But when my housing fell through and I couldn't yet afford rent, Mississippi became my unexpected refuge. What felt like another setback turned out to be exactly where I needed to be.

Texas had been my plan as I just wanted to stay put for a little while. But when my housing fell through and I couldn't yet afford rent, Mississippi became my unexpected refuge. What felt like another setback turned out to be exactly where I needed to be.