I never set out to become a man who knows how to rebuild a life. It was never something I aspired to or trained for. Life simply kept collapsing in front of me and I had to figure out how to keep moving forward. Loss, grief, fire, addiction, jobs that fell apart, relationships that ended in ways that left me questioning everything. Even the fresh starts I chased across the country did not go the way I imagined. Some rebuilds were forced on me, some I walked into by accident, some I created myself, and some saved my life.
Looking back, none of it was graceful. There were no perfect plans, no brilliant strategies, no Hollywood style breakthroughs. What there was, was a man who refused to stay down, even when he did not feel strong or wise or ready. Every rebuild taught me something different and every one of them shaped the way I see healing now.
This blog is not about reliving your past or picking apart every detail of how you got here. It is about what comes next. It is about the slow, steady work of putting yourself back together from the inside out. That kind of healing does not happen with one big decision. It happens in a series of small choices that begin to shift how you think, how you show up, and how you treat yourself. Inside out healing is about rebuilding the foundation first. Your values, your identity, your sense of worth, your place in the world. When those pieces start to settle, the outside part of your life finally has something solid to grow from.
If you are reading this, maybe you are in your own rebuilding season. Maybe you are tired or lost or holding yourself together for everyone but you. You do not need all the answers. You only need one small piece to start with.
You are not alone and you are not starting from nothing. You are picking up the pieces and that is where every meaningful rebuild begins.