“I know what it feels like to look strong on the outside while crumbling on the inside. After my divorce, I wasn’t just heartbroken — I was lost. Disoriented. Numb from the neck down. I didn’t know who I was without the roles I had lived inside for decades.” Insert a soft Gold Divider. “Rebuilding wasn’t linear. Some days I spiraled. Some days I snapped back into survival mode. Some days I felt like a newborn trying to relearn the world.” Another soft gold divider. “And yet… Every breakdown became a breakthrough. Every tear released a truth. Every step pulled me closer to the woman I was always meant to be.”