I thought I was finally going to have it all.
A successful husband who said he loved me. A family. Three homes. First-class travel around the world. And a three-carat engagement ring that we had picked out together.
The only thing left to do was sign a prenuptial agreement—waiving all my legal rights as a wife.
Looking back now, I can see what kept me there—especially after raising my daughter on my own.
The promise of a better life wasn’t just seductive—it felt like the reward after so many years of sacrifice and hard work.
So when a man showed up on a white horse with bigger than life promises, it was easy to say yes.
Without realizing it at the time, I was chasing something outside of myself—driven by a pattern that wouldn’t let me slow down long enough to know or trust myself, let alone the red flags I kept seeing.
On May 3rd, I promised to start sharing this story, a romance that reached its peak atop the Eiffel Tower then led to its end...and to the depths of a recovery center in the middle of Kentucky for codependency (love addiction).
That's where the unraveling began.
You can now read the introduction to Chasing the Carat on my website. Or drop CTC below, and I’ll send it straight to your inbox.
In the meantime, can you think of a time that you ever ignored a red flag because you wanted something to work out so badly?
If this hits home, let me know with a heart or a "me too".
XO