In numerology, 2025 is represented by the number “9.” It symbolizes completion, reflection, spiritual growth, and tying up loose ends—a cosmic nudge to let go of what no longer serves us and prepare for what’s next. For me, 2025 feels like the final page of a chapter I didn’t even realize I was writing. Every twist, turn, and detour over the past decade has quietly been leading me back to myself. Life is funny like that.
Looking back, I see that this “return” has been unfolding for years, even if I didn’t recognize it at the time. There were moments when I had to pause, reflect, and remember who I was before life’s storms. I’ve shared snippets about my struggles with mental health, but what I haven’t shared is how I survived a toxic marriage. For years, I forced a smile so no one would worry—until I couldn’t anymore. The corrosive impact of that relationship—on my mind, body, and spirit—still leaves me in awe of how I endured it.
That partnership came at a low point. I was already feeling defeated, and the internet wasn’t kind either. My phone buzzed constantly with hate—negative comments, threats, and cruelness. All because I dared to wear a corset. I isolated myself, anxious and vulnerable, and met someone during that storm who seemed like a safe harbor. Fast forward, and I was a shadow of the person I used to be. I hated mirrors, avoided my reflection, and lost touch with the strong, unapologetic Kelly I knew—and loved.
Then came another storm: the world shut down, and my separation began. It was chaos, but also a turning point. Therapy became my lifeline, and I threw myself into books, videos, and anything that could help me understand what I was experiencing. I wasn’t crazy—I was in a toxic relationship. The more I learned, the more friction grew between us, until it reached a breaking point. I won’t go into all the details now—maybe one day—but here’s what matters: I got out. I survived. And I want you to know you can too. It’s hard, but it’s possible.
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During my divorce, I made a decision: I was going to find me again. The me I’d forgotten. But I didn’t stop there—I wanted to be better than before. I dove into self-discovery, reflecting on how I ended up in that relationship, how I define love, and what I truly value. It was a journey, DEEVA! But one I’m grateful for. Today, I feel unshakable. Do I still have bad days? Of course. But now, I have the tools to navigate them.
Time flies, doesn’t it? Ten years can pass in the blink of an eye if you’re not paying attention. I was determined not to let a toxic marriage—or cruel keyboard warriors—dictate how I show up in the world. That’s not me. So, I stepped away from being in front of the camera and shifted behind it. Like many millennials, I pivoted into digital marketing, (lol) climbing the ranks from social media manager to Creative Director at a beauty company.
But here’s the thing: 2025 feels different. Personally, I’ve done the work. I’ve shed the versions of myself that no longer served me, reconnected with my creativity, and healed in ways I couldn’t imagine. I’m happy to say: I’m me again. Me, but better. And it feels amazing.
What’s even more surprising? Just as I was settling into this renewed version of myself, fully focused on me, life threw a curveball. Isn’t it funny how when you’re not looking for love, you meet someone who changes everything? Now, I’m with the Love of My Life, living in a fab city, and parents to the sweetest little Princess Pit named Nena. Life is good. Like, really good. And if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s this: the relationship you have with yourself sets the tone for every other relationship in your life. The best things come when you stop chasing them and focus on becoming the best version of you.
As I reflect on everything I’ve been through, I’m reminded that new beginnings don’t need a January 1st start date or a cosmic alignment. You can decide—right now—that it’s day one, not “one day.” That’s exactly what I’ve done, and I’m inviting you to join me as I step into this new era.
So here I am, sharing my truth, my comeback, and my story. I’ve entered what I lovingly call my Villain Era—a time of unlearning, relearning, and fully embracing who I am. Like “The Bride” in Kill Bill:
“When I woke up, I went on what the movie advertisements refer to as ‘a roaring rampage of revenge.’ I roared. And I rampaged. And I got bloody satisfaction…”
Except, the people I’ve “killed” aren’t villains—they’re the old versions of me that no longer served me, the fantasy version of my ex I thought was real, and the limiting beliefs that held me back. Each loss, though painful, led me back to me.
If you’ve stuck around this long, thank you. Your comments, tags, and DMs have reignited my passion for sharing and creating. I’m back, and I’m excited to share this next chapter with you all. There’s so much more to do, and I hope you’ll come along for the ride.
Here’s to new beginnings and embracing every part of our messy, beautiful journeys. Oh, and if you’re curious, check out my latest YouTube video below—because we’re just getting started.
Until next time, stay weird. 👻
Con todo mi amor,
Kel
