This year, my only resolution is peace.
And prosperity—not just financially, but emotionally, spiritually, and mentally.

I am finally letting go of what has been holding me back for far too long.

For a long time, I couldn’t understand why my trauma still had such a strong grip on me. Why the pain followed me into every day, every breath, every attempt to move forward. And then I realized the truth: I was sleeping next to what kept me anchored to it.

Ten years is a long time to know someone. Long enough to confuse familiarity with safety. Long enough to convince yourself that love is supposed to hurt this much. But over time, I learned something painful and honest—the only person I was deceiving was myself.

I let my heart and my eyes trick my mind into believing a version of reality I already knew wasn’t true. I knew it wasn’t healthy. I knew I had closed my heart off. I knew that giving him “one more chance” would only end the same way it always had—in disappointment.

And still, I stayed.

But deep down, I knew I was ready to leave. Ready to let go. Ready to choose myself.

This year, I finally made the decision to be free from the pain and trauma that has felt like it’s been suffocating me every single day. I am choosing peace over potential. Truth over comfort. Healing over familiarity.

I am choosing my kids.
I am choosing myself.
I am choosing our wellbeing as we step into the new year.

This isn’t bitterness.
This isn’t anger.
This is clarity.

And for the first time in a long time, I’m breathing again.