I never thought I’d be here, but here I am—trying to rebuild from the ground up.

Life’s thrown me curveball after curveball, and somewhere along the way, I lost more than I ever thought I could—myself included. I’m trying to pick up the pieces and figure out what moving forward really looks like.

Have any of you been in a spot where it feels like everything’s been stripped away, but somehow that’s where the rebuilding starts? I could really use some advice—or even just to hear from people who’ve been through their own hell and came out stronger.