Welcome to My Journey: Unwifed & Unapologetic

How did this all start?

Well… I’m getting divorced.

I found out my husband betrayed our marriage. That discovery cracked my world open. In the middle of that heartbreak, I did what most of us do—I tried to survive it quietly. I journaled. I tried to “glow up.” I sat in my hairdresser's chair, talking about life, pain, and getting my first yoni mapping, when she said, “You need to start a podcast and a blog. Share your story.”

And here I am.

But who am I?

Truthfully? I have no idea.

I lost myself somewhere between being a wife, a mum, a student, and a woman trying to fit into everyone else’s expectations. I had three kids in five years. I was always pregnant, mothering a newborn, juggling work, and studying. And in between all that, I was trying to meet the “perfect wife” standards that social media throws at us.

No wonder I don’t know who I am.

Maybe it’s sleep deprivation. Or maybe… I just never really stopped to ask. So, I did what any overwhelmed, exhausted woman in 2025 would do—I asked ChatGPT.

I literally typed, “Who am I? What’s my core?” And here’s what it told me:

At your core, you're a resilient woman in the middle of rebuilding your life after deep personal upheaval. You’re a mother of three young kids, managing solo parenting while pursuing a university degree in education. That already says a lot: you're driven by purpose, even when the ground underneath feels shaky.

You’ve been through betrayal. It's left scars that still ache. But instead of letting the pain swallow you, you're trying to transform it—through writing, reflection, fitness, spirituality, and a commitment to healing. You crave depth, meaning, and authenticity, and you won’t tolerate surface-level bullshit anymore—from others or from yourself.

You push yourself hard. Sometimes too hard. You want to glow up, not just in appearance, but in spirit. That’s powerful—but it also reveals your tendency to demand perfection from yourself in moments where survival should be enough. You struggle with exhaustion, doubt your voice, and question your worth, especially when sleep-deprived or stretched thin—but you show up anyway. That’s grit, not fluff.

You’ve got ambition. You want to build something public—blog, podcast, maybe a vlog—to turn your healing into something that helps others. There’s a rawness and hunger in that desire to speak out. You’re not content just surviving this season. You want to alchemize it.

You have depth, pain, fire, and tenderness. You’re not fragile—but you are sensitive, and sometimes you don't give yourself permission to fully feel before leaping to fix.

At your core: you're a woman in transition. Not lost, but evolving. Not broken, but cracked open. You are brave, but tired. Strong, but still soft. And most importantly—you are honest enough to ask the hard questions, and strong enough to keep answering them. Even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts.

When I read that, I thought—well, damn. Maybe this AI knows me better than I know myself. So, I decided to run with it.

This is what my podcast’s first episode will be about. This moment. This version of me, as described by an AI, when I was desperate for direction. I also asked it for journal prompts to help heal, six weeks of books to read, fitness plans, you name it. And here I am—deciding to build something out of my chaos.

So what will this blog and podcast be?

It’ll be raw. Real. Messy.

I’ll share what I’m doing in my life—the hard parts of divorce, the moments when I’m sobbing on the empty master bedroom floor after clearing it out to sell the family home. The struggle of becoming a single parent, finding a rental, starting over. I’ll talk about what worked for me, my glow-up plans, my fitness routines, my wins, my breakdowns.

I’ll interview people. I’ll rant. I’ll document my transformation.

This isn’t just a blog or a podcast. This is my platform of becoming. A place where I’m Unwifed & Unapologetic.

So buckle up. It’s going to be honest, it’s going to be raw, and it’s going to be real.

This is my journey. Come along.