
I'm a mother, a wife, a Registered Nurse, a cancer survivor - and to put it bluntly, I've been through some shit.
Six years ago, at thirty-nine weeks pregnant, I was diagnosed with cancer. In an instant, my life felt like it shattered into a million pieces.
What I didn't know, is then was that cancer wasn't the whole story. It was the beginning.
What started as physical healing turned into something much deeper. Beneath the diagnosis what trauma I had been carrying for years - quietly, efficiently, convincingly. Therapy. Nutrition. Exercise. Books. Research. Internal work. I'v tried it all. Sometimes obsessively.
Along the way, I learned something important: Resilience doesn't mean you weren't affected. Moving forward after trauma without addressing it may make others more comfortable and look pretty on the outside. But on the inside, it will continue to eat away at you, even unknowingly.
Writing has always been part of how I process - journals, notes, late-night thoughts, social media posts. I'm not here because I think I have all the answers. I'm here because I've witnessed the power in vulnerability and community when it comes to healing.
If something I write helps even one person feel less alone, more seen, or brave enough to look inward - then it's worth it.
I'm writing wherever my fingers take me.
I'd love for you to come along.
MK
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