My Journal

I’m not writing this to make sense to anyone else.

I’m writing this because I need somewhere to put the pain, the confusion, the betrayal—the things I keep replaying in my head. I’ve been abandoned, lied to, cheated on… all while pregnant. And instead of getting support, I’ve been gaslit, ignored, and made to feel like I’m crazy for even reacting.

So this journal is for me.
To remember what happened.
To track the truth.
To document the chaos, the small moments of clarity, the heartbreak, and whatever strength I manage to pull from the mess.

Some days I’ll write a lot. Other days I might just leave one line. But at least it’s real.

If nothing else, it’s mine.

-K