Sometimes the most beautiful branding hides a very different reality. A personal reflection on workplace culture, the disconnect between image and experience, and the importance of knowing your worth, trusting your intuition, and recognizing when it's time to walk away.
What started as a casual conversation with my mother turned into an unexpected discovery about my Italian ancestry. From card readings to old-world folk traditions and the evil eye, I uncovered a family history I never knew existed and a connection to the women who came before me.
For years, I pushed down a part of myself I didn’t fully understand and definitely wasn’t comfortable sharing. Intuition, tarot, spirituality, the things I couldn’t always explain. Eventually, I stopped worrying about how it looked and started paying attention. This is how I found my way back to a part of myself that had been there all along.
Twenty years free from heroin. Twenty years of healing, growing, breaking a few rules, and finding my way back to myself. My journey hasn't exactly followed the conventional path, but it's mine. Here's the unprocessed truth about my recovery, the choices I've made, and the life I almost didn't get to live.