I’ve Had Enough — And I’m Not Staying Silent Anymore

As a wife.
As a mother.
As a woman just trying to hold her family together while the world keeps tearing us apart — I’ve had enough.

Over the past year, my family has been dragged through hell in ways most people couldn’t imagine. Injustice doesn’t always wear a badge or bang a gavel — sometimes it shows up in silence, in neglect, in the way no one seems to care until it's too late. And sometimes, it hides behind systems that are supposed to protect us.

We've been harassed.
We’ve been ignored.
We’ve been treated like we don’t matter.

But we do matter.

This blog isn’t just a place for me to vent — it’s my rooftop. My microphone. My rebellion. I’m tired of playing it quiet, tired of waiting for someone else to say what needs to be said.

I’m here to fight through the fire.

And if you’re reading this — maybe you’re standing in the flames too. Maybe you're watching your family suffer while everyone else looks the other way. If that’s you, then know this: You're not alone. And your voice deserves to be heard, too.

So this is my start. My scream. My line in the sand.

Because silence never brought change.
But fire? Fire can burn it all down and make room for something better.