This Blog is Cheaper Than Therapy
This wasn’t the plan.
I thought I was doing everything right : marriage, kids, the occasional private jet (don’t worry, it wasn’t mine). And then slowly, spectacularly, it all came apart.
This is where I tell the truth I couldn’t say out loud for years. I’m Autumn. I’m writing through the wreckage ... divorce, narcissists, motherhood, money, shame, and the wild moments that make you laugh when you should probably cry.
There’s no bow on this story. Just honesty, humor, and maybe a little healing along the way.
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My Mission
To tell the truth about what happens after the fairytale falls apart and share the things that helped me survive it.
This blog documents the messy, complicated, often absurd reality of divorce, motherhood, identity loss, and starting over. not through perfection, but through brutal honesty and dark humor.
Told through Autumn’s lens, it’s a space for survivors, seekers, and anyone rebuilding a life they didn’t see coming. Along the way, I’ll be sharing the things that saved me: the books that cracked me open, the songs that held me together, the movies that mirrored my mess, and the ChatGPT prompts that helped me ask better questions when I couldn’t afford therapy.
This isn’t a guide. It’s a glimpse. A reminder that you’re not alone and that healing doesn’t always look like yoga mats and green juice. Sometimes it looks like crying in your car while blasting Alanis, texting your ex something you’ll regret, or rewriting your story one wildly inappropriate blog post at a time.
