This year tried to break me. It threw delays, drama, and a lot of control issues my way. But guess what? I survived. And now… I’m celebrating. 💃

I’m throwing a Me Party.

Invites? Only the essentials:
✨ The fun-loving, good-looking men I stayed friends with (you know who you are 😏)
✨ Every girl, neighbor, and family member who held me up when the world tried to knock me down
✨ Maybe a couple of Guardia Civil who now know me by first name — because, why not?

Psychology check: after trauma, our brains crave closure, control, and a little dopamine hit. This party? It’s all of that. Laughter, music, and joy literally rewires the nervous system. Science says so. 🧠💥

This is me saying: I don’t need permission. I don’t need approval. I only need to celebrate the resilience, the friendships, and the freedom I’ve earned.

No bitterness. Just relief. Just laughter louder than stress. Just me — finally fully, unapologetically me.

So here’s to endings that open doors, to dancing like nobody’s judging (except maybe the Guardia Civil 😆), and to a year survived… with style.

💫 #MeParty #DivorceCelebration #FreedomFeelsGood #Resilience #SelfLove