From the outside, everything looked extraordinary. Global leader at PayPal. One of the best years of her career by any measure. The kind of professional momentum that takes years to build. And inside, she was not sleeping. Not one night a week. Every single night disrupted. Stress at a 10 out of 10. The divorce process so all-consuming she used that exact word to describe it, completely all-consuming, like it had taken over every corner of her life regardless of what she was

There is a question that comes up constantly for women navigating co-parenting with a difficult ex, and it is not really about logistics. It is about whether to say yes when every part of you wants to say no, whether to hold a boundary when it would be so much easier to just go along with it, whether the discomfort you are feeling is worth listening to or something you should push through. The noise around that question can be exhausting. So I want to give you something that

The Hidden Cost of Holding It Together Through Divorce There is a version of falling apart that nobody sees coming. It does not look like crying in the school parking lot or sending a 2am text you will regret. It looks like you. On time. Composed. Handling it. You show up to pickup without drama. You answer the co-parenting texts promptly. When the schedule shifts, you adapt. At work, you are still the person people count on. From the outside, you are the picture of a woman w

She had the kind of life that looks impressive from the outside. Senior leader at a Fortune 500 company. High-performing. Composed. Raising her daughter. Handling it all. And her marriage was ending. She came to me stressed at a 10 out of 10. Waking at 4am with her mind racing one to two nights a week. Losing up to 20 hours every week to co-parenting drama and rumination. Her focus at work had dropped to a 5 out of 10. She was snapping at her daughter. She could not stay pres

You're the one who filed. You know you made the right decision. But here you are, crying in your car after drop-off, feeling a grief so heavy it physically hurts, and then feeling confused about why you're grieving something you chose to end.