💥 How Do I Rebuild My Life as a Single Parent?

A No-BS Survival Guide from Someone Who’s Been to Hell and Back


Let me start with this:

If you’re waiting for permission, for help, or for someone to come save you — stop.


They’re not coming.


And thank f*ck for that. Because what you build without them will be 10 times stronger.





I’ve Been There



I’ve sat in silence while my narcissistic ex ignored me.

I’ve cracked under the pressure of being “fine” when everything inside me was shattered.

I’ve drunk to numb the chaos. Smoked to shut out the noise.

I’ve begged for peace and gotten silence.

I’ve tried to keep the home calm for my child while my own world was burning.


And I rebuilt anyway.





There’s No Excuse. And I Say That With Love.



Because I made every excuse in the book:


  • “I’m too tired.”
  • “I don’t know where to start.”
  • “I’ve got no help.”
  • “I’m doing it all alone.”
  • “I’ve been broken for too long.”



But here’s what I learned:

You rebuild with what you’ve got — and what you’ve got is more than enough.





Step 1: Stop Giving a Sh*t What Anyone Thinks



You don’t owe explanations to your ex, your family, your mum, your neighbours, your kid’s school, or Karen at work.


You don’t owe softness when life has handed you knives.


What you owe is this:


  • To protect your peace.
  • To get fierce about your money.
  • To fight for your own future.






Step 2: Make Money. Ruthlessly. Creatively. Boldly.



No one’s handing us golden tickets.

So we print our own.


I started using the skills I already had — finance, writing, survival.

I turned my pain into content, tools, and truth.

I wrote my first book to show others it’s possible.

Then I wrote another — because once you see your own strength, you can’t shut up.


If you’re broke and bitter, you need to stop scrolling and start building.


Start a side hustle. Sell what you know. Work evenings. Get paid for your story, your knowledge, your skill, your truth.


💡 If no one’s contributing to your household, you have every right to tell them to f*ck off. Dead weight gets dropped. That’s how you rise.





Step 3: You Don’t Need Anyone’s Approval



My narcissistic mother? She’s still trying to play games.

My ex? Mute. Disconnected. Irrelevant.


My daughter and I? We’re thriving — because I chose to change the cycle.


That’s the hardest truth of all:


The cycle stops with you, or it doesn’t stop at all.





Step 4: Be Honest With Your Kids (and Yourself)



I don’t sugarcoat things for my daughter.

She knows the truth about her dad. She sees the tactics.

She knows her mum is a fighter, not a fake.


You want to raise strong kids?

Then show them what strength looks like: rebuilding when no one helps. Rising with nothing. Creating peace in chaos.





Step 5: Build a Life That Excites You



Don’t just “cope.” That’s survival mode.


Create a life that makes you excited to wake up.

Write. Build. Start a project. Start a blog. Share your voice. Sell your solution. Use your story.

You’ve got every single thing it takes.





I Built Two Books From My Rock Bottom



Not to boast. But to prove:


🩸 Your pain can pay you.

💣 Your story can shake people awake.

🔥 Your rebuild can inspire thousands.


You’re not a victim anymore. You’re the main f*cking character.





Final Word



If no one’s helping, good.

If people are dragging you down, cut them loose.

If your kid sees you rebuilding, you’re doing more than enough.

If you’re tired — rest. Then get up swinging.


Your story isn’t over.

Your power hasn’t even peaked yet.





Because You Deserve Better



You deserve to be around positive people.

Not narcissists. Not freeloaders. Not gaslighters. Not dream killers.

Positive. Empowered. Real.





Want More?



Stick around. This blog is for the fighters.

For the mums rebuilding their lives from ground zero.

For the ones who refuse to give up.


Your life gets better when you decide depression, destruction, and deadbeats are no longer allowed.


Let’s rebuild. Let’s get rich. Let’s get free.


No more excuses.

It’s your f*cking time now.


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