It’s been an absolute struggle being a single mom the last few years since my divorce and living so far from home. Between jobs, custody battles, car accidents, personal struggles and everything in between its been hard to get myself back on track and make a life for myself.

Three years ago I literally left my ex husband with nothing except a few belongings and a will to fucking make it.

Today I had to pay over $400 for car repairs and for the first time in my life I was able to just pay it. No tears. No break downs about choosing rent over paying for my car or wondering how I was going to afford food the next few weeks.

For the first time in a long time after years of hard work I’m finally in a place financially where I can spend $400 on repairs. I have a savings account and a good budget, my son has a nice place to live, there’s food in the fridge, and we can afford vacations and sometimes treat ourselves. I’m able to pay off my debt, save for school and sleep at night knowing everything is going to be okay.

I’ve made a whole life by myself: I’m surrounded by an amazing support system, I have a great stable job, my writing business is growing, my passion project is coming along great, I have a healthy loving relationship, I’m focusing on my mental health, I found a second family and my son is happy and well cared for.

In my eyes, I feel very rich and well loved.

I did bad all on my own.

I’m going to take this moment, pat myself on the back and tell myself “Well fucking done. I did it.”

While my life still isn’t easy and I still have a long way to go, I want to take the moment to reflect the progress I’ve made so far and I’m fucking proud.

That’s all.