Quick answer: There was a point in my life where everything fell apart at the same time… right after everything had finally started going right.
Last updated: March 24, 2026
There was a point in my life where everything fell apart at the same time… right after everything had finally started going right.
In 2021, I moved to a new state to start over. No job. Just a small income from being on a leave of absence.
I lived in an extended stay hotel for a month, and honestly… it was one of the best experiences I've ever had. It was my first time truly being on my own. Just me and my thoughts. And I loved every moment of it.
There was something peaceful about that time. Something freeing about not having everything figured out yet.
Soon after, things started falling into place. I got a remote job as a pharmacy technician and picked up a part-time job at Whole Foods. Not long after that, I was able to get my own place.
All of that happened within two months of moving. I even got a brand new car… something reliable, something that felt like a fresh start.
Then a few months later, I landed my first IT role. And that role opened the door to an even bigger opportunity in tech.
It felt like everything was finally aligning. This was my first "big girl" job in the tech field, and I was so proud of myself.
So happy.
So hopeful.
But then… everything shifted.
My daughter got into a confrontation with her father, and he kicked her out. He dropped her off at my parents' house at 3 a.m. and said he couldn't deal with her anymore. Everything changed in that moment. It was her last year of high school, and school was starting soon.
There was no time to hesitate. I told my husband, who was my boyfriend at the time, that we needed to find a bigger place.
So we did something big. We bought a house. Three months later, after we got settled, my daughter moved in and started school.
For a moment, things felt stable again. Like maybe everything was going to be okay. And then… it happened. I lost my job. I missed my certification by one point.
One point.
And just like that, everything I had worked so hard for was gone.
I lost a job that once made me feel secure.
The kind of job you build your life around.
The kind you think will always be there.
And when it was gone, it didn't just take my income…
It took my sense of stability.
My confidence.
And honestly, a piece of who I thought I was.
The fear was overwhelming.
Not knowing where my next check was coming from.
How I was going to pay my mortgage.
How I was going to put food on the table.
It was dark.
It was heavy.
It was terrifying.
Bills piling up.
Uncertainty everywhere.
Feeling like I was falling behind while everyone else was moving forward.
There were moments where I didn't recognize my own life anymore.
And if I'm being honest…
I didn't recognize myself either.
I was having breakdowns multiple times a day.
I wasn't sleeping.
I gained weight.
I was deeply depressed.
But somewhere in all of that… something shifted.
Not all at once.
Not in a big, dramatic way.
It was soft.
Quiet.
Almost unnoticeable.
I started slowing down.
I started listening to myself.
I started asking…
What do I actually want my life to feel like?
Not what looks good.
Not what sounds impressive.
But what feels safe.
Peaceful.
Real.
And that's when everything began to change.
I stopped chasing a version of success that didn't fit me.
I started creating a life that felt softer.
Slower.
More intentional.
I'm still rebuilding.
I'm still figuring things out.
But this time… I'm doing it in a way that feels like me.
And maybe that's the point of starting over.
Not to go back to who you were…
…but to become someone new.
Someone more aligned.
Someone more whole.
If you're in a season where everything feels uncertain, I want you to know this:
You're not behind.
You're not failing.
You're becoming.
Softly.
Quietly.
In your own time.
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