Baby, forget goblins! One of the scariest things in this life is watching another birthday pull into the driveway while your dreams are still sitting on the porch, waiting on you with a cup of ice water in hand.

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Dating in your 30s is already a trip. Add divorce, motherhood, responsibilities, personal goals, and the peace you fought hard to rebuild. So, the last damn thing you need is a man creating confusion where he once created consistency. I am not writing this, because I am heartbroken or begging for closure. I am writing because this is what happened. This is how I experienced it, and this is my truth.

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There is a special kind of fear in waking up and realizing your life does not fit you anymore. Your mind has moved on. Your standards have gotten higher. The thing you used to tolerate now gets on your last damn nerve. You want better, however wanting better and being able to pay for better are two different things. That gap right there? Spookier than any ghost or goblin I have ever seen.

A lot of people do not like to talk about how expensive it is to become the woman you have always wanted to be. I am not just talking about money. I am talking about the relationships that slowly disappear. The relationships that stop making sense.