I never imagined watching my life fall apart could feel so raw… so immediate. There I was in Seattle, caught in the middle of a divorce that didn’t just end—it stretched into a decade-long battle. My ex-husband and his girlfriend were earning nearly $300k a year combined.

This movement is not about filling positions or ticking boxes. It is about weaving together a living, breathing ecosystem that helps survivors move from hidden pain to genuine healing and empowerment.