I’m Daniella, and I have a story to tell

Who am I?

I am an addict of many things, a mom to a three year old, a wife to my childhood crush, an employee for Welfare and a writer for myself. I write because I love to. Because the feelings and words have to go someplace other than stuck in my head.

The frustrations of trying to be a better wife, a better mother, a better me have to get out, and on paper is one of the best ways. I write to free myself and you, in part by reading, even anonymously, are part of my change. My life change. And if I inspire just one person, than it’s all worth it.

And if I don’t, at least I inspired me.

1. I’m an addict

literally I smoke about a pack a day and have been for the last 2.5 years. But that has to change. Every time I quit for a few days and then go right back to it. But I don’t want that. I smell it on my clothes or someone else after I have been done for a few and I’m like eww that’s gross. And I think of my son who has to also smell it through no request of his own. And I feel bad. I’ve had family die from smoking. So it needs to be done. That journey starts today.

I also drink, and not just one drink a night, I binge. While I do have days where there is nothing when I drink, I drink.  It’s not good for my health or my family because I can be an angry drink, and it’s not pretty.  I want to remember life for being happy, not miserable with a hangover or just in a daze. It’s time to be clear headed again.

2. I physically want to change

I am 5’2″ and weigh 170lbs. It’s not cute. I’m too far past to say this is still baby weight ght. I love working out but fitting it into my schedule is hard. No excuse. My birthday is just under two months away and I will be leaner then. This isn’t a journey of hating my body, this is a journey of making it better so I live longer (also see number 1). I want to see my grandkids and play with them. That’s the goal.

3. Mentally I’m tired

I’m tired of being tired, of being depressed and anxious. Of always thinking the worst and getting into funks that lead to very dark places, some where there is no existence on the other side. I’ve been there. I don’t want to be there again. Which means changing my choices to not be full of regret and guilt (see 1 & 2 because I feel guilty for smoking and regret for not being the best version of myself for my family).

4. I work hard and I want my finances to reflect that

I suck at budgeting and saving. I want that to change. I work more than I ever had and have more things than I ever thought I would but I also have more debt. I want to walk into the bike dealership next year and purchase a cruiser outright or get a fabulous rate. Sounds crazy but that means my other debt is paid off. That’s what I want.

With all that I have the ability to be a better me, a more stable half to my partnership, and create the vision for my family that I see in my mind when I dream. And I want to share that journey, not to sell you a product or a program but just to show you that anyone can make a change, can better themselves and that 30 isn’t so bad. It’s the beginning of a new chapter in life. Everyday brings the opportunity to change.

This is my story.


Building a Better Life and Being a Better Example

I need you to do me a favor.

Take a moment. Look around you to see and consider what you’re doing.

Is it helping you is it hurting you is it something that you would be proud of? Is it something that you would want to see your children do? Is it something that you would want to see a friend do? Is it something that you respect if you were looking from the outside in?

I look at my life right now and I’m trying to take stock in what I’m doing. I’m reading self-help books, I’m trying to better myself, I’m just trying to be good. But until I really look at everything that is going on and take a step back to actually see, then I can’t be honest about the good and the bad.

I have a son. And I would do anything for him. Same goes for my husband. And I have two dogs. Here are the things that I see as a hinderance to how I connect with them and how I am fostering a terrible relationship.

  • I spend more time outside smoking than I do sitting on the floor with my child.
  • I’ve not mastered the sobriety and I fall asleep more times than I care to admit while my son plays on his tablet or watches tv.
  • I only walk my dogs three times a day, and feed them once when we eat and use the bathroom way more than that. And their walks are short.
  • I don’t spend enough time being with my spouse because I’m too busy with practically killing myself.

When does it end? When do you change? Does it have to be when things go so wrong that they don’t come back? Does it have to be when you hit rock bottom?

As a parent I have a responsibility to raise that child to be a good member of society. Raise him to be a good man. Raise him to be someone who I would be proud to see walking the streets. As a dog mom I have a responsibility to these animals I cannot fend for themselves because we domesticated them to take care of them as if they were children. As if they were humans. They are family. As a wife I have a responsibility to keep my husband happy. To make him feel as though he is loved every moment of every day regardless of the situation. I have a responsibility to myself to make sure that I’m healthy, To make sure that I am able to be here for as long as possible to take care of the responsibilities that I have, that I make myself happy.

We have every right to be selfish at times. But we can’t be selfish all the time. You have to actually take into consideration what we are doing and what we have chosen to do I make that right. We have to be better. I have to be better.

You may read this and think what is this girl just talk negatively why does she always degrade herself but I’m not. I’m not degrading myself and looking at it as a whole, look at my life as a whole and realizing that there is so much more to life than what I’m doing. I think that goes for everyone. Everyone sits there and looks at themselves as if I could be doing better, but why aren’t we? Why are we doing the things that are necessary and taking time for things that aren’t?

It’s time that I set example for my child for who I want him to be. It’s time I set an example for what life is meant to be. It’s time I set an example for myself and be better at everything. Of course there will be bumps in the road but those bumps build character. And I’m choosing to use that to build a better life.

I’m ready to start living, not just for the moment but for the future. I want to see what I can accomplish and I’m not accomplishing anything positive by spending money on frivolous things. So what do you do to make your life better? What do you do to raise your children in the image that you want them to be seen? What do you do to build a better life?

Stop Feeding the Addictions

So I’ve been addicted to many things. The worst, alcohol. I have been drinking since I was 21.

Most of the time it was just social and enjoyable and you know I had fun. But that fun has seriously come to an end.

For the last couple years I’ve been using alcohol and cigarettes to dull my emotions, to not feel, to not be true.

And it sucks.

So I making a promise to myself that December first is the start of sober December and my sober life. Alcohol brought me more problems than it has happiness that’s for sure. So I’m going to try something new; and that means no drinking, no smoking, no bad habits. And I truly can’t wait to see what the future holds for me when I actually feel.

What I’m also going to do is take a before picture tonight with no makeup on and then an after picture in 30 days to see what being clean without any of the negative affects of alcohol and smoking and see what it’s done to my skin, to my smile, the whites of my eyes. I think it’s going to be beneficial in more ways than one.

Have any of you been through this and what are your tips and tricks because it’s cold turkey?

A Woman Broken

I’ve dealt with a lot this year. Make that the last few years. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband and I love my son, but sometimes they both make the list of things that make me want to jump off the deep end.

Where does one go for some solitude when work ends at 4 and parenting starts immediately after? And the second job starts an hour after that.

Who does one turn to when half the information that is in their head can’t be shared with others, and there is no one else to talk to?

Is it too much to ask for a weekend alone, in a hotel room, with no child, no dogs, no husband, to just stay in the bed and do nothing but cry, do nothing but watch TV and not move except to answer the door for room service (can’t they just bring that to the bed LOL).

Some days are great. Some days are okay, but some days getting up is just hell, but it has to be done, because bills need to be paid, jobs need to be kept, kids need to be taken care of.

And life goes on.

But what do other parents do when life gets to be too much, when being alone can help recharge the batteries from mental and physical exhaustion?

Is it just me?

Angela Needs to Go

Who is Angela you ask….

Angela is the voice in my head, the one that tells me what to do and what not to do. 

But Angela isn’t right….

She is the voice of my anxiety and depression.  She is the voice of self doubt and fear. 

She is not me.  

I’m failing because I listen to Angela.  I listen to the doubt that she has. I listen to when she told me not to do something that I know is right. I listen when she tells me not to go for it. 

But that is not me. When I have a vision and a choice she changes it and later on I learned that her choice was not right.

I am not crazy. I’m just insightful. I learned that there is more than one voice. I’ve learned that voice is not always good for us. Angela is what I described as defeat. 

She is currently leading me down the wrong path. My first voice, me, is my true being, my true self and I need to learn how to believe in myself in order to move forward.

While you sit there and read this you might think I’m crazy. But I hear voices in my head and while you make think it’s a negative thing it’s not, we all have a conscience. I have learned that my conscience is not a truly me and she leads me into a place I do not want to be, she leads me to the negativity.

So I did this exercise today. I wrote on the piece of paper the negative thoughts that Angela told me and I ripped them up and I threw them away because she is not me. She is fear. She is anxiety. She is the person that I do not want to be. She is the old me and my initial voice that I always hear first is me and I need to listen to her instead.

But I should give her a new name, but what should the name be, how do I describe her? I would describe her as someone who wants the best for herself, someone who wants to make sure that her family does not get separated and her husband stays with her and her son is taken care of by both parents.

I know, her name is Claire. Claire as in the woman who is the other half of Frank in house of cards. She is strong, she is powerful, she’s independent, she is everything that I know I can be, but when I listen to Angela I am not. And Angela is no more. Claire is the future.

Claire is the present. Claire is the first voice that I hear when it’s time to make a decision. And Claire is the voice that I intend to listen to when decisions needs to be made because she is right. She is knowing. She is strong, fierce, everything that I know I am without Angela.

So while you read this you may think that I lost my damn mind, but I haven’t. I’m starting to see the light, I am starting to see what I need to do and who I need to listen to in order to be me. In  order to be free.

I am sick and tired of being afraid, being anxious, of doubting myself to thinkng that I can’t do anything right. It is time for me to be who I was meant to be, the person that I lost so long ago, to be the person that I am intending to be.

And if you relate to this I would love for you to leave me a comment and let me know what your voice tells you, what your conscience tells you, what that little inkling in your head says to you to do and what not to do. But I want to know if that person is the real you or the one that is holding you back. Because mine, Angela, she’s  holding me back. But she is no more, I am here. Claire is here to stay and she will push her her way out in order to be the best version that I can be. 

And I welcome Claire with open arms with the hope that her voice shines through because I know that with her I can do anything. 

I was a Hoarder

Let me clarify…not to the serious extent of the TV series and not to the extent of many people.  But I save things for no reason.  


  • I had in my outside closet the broken base to my mamaroo, even though I had a new one that works.  Why did I keep it? 
  • We threw out over 20 bags of garbage and donated a shit ton of stuff.  And I think I still have more to go as I neaten up the new place. 
  • I didn’t remember half of the stuff that I bought. Some of it I didn’t even know where it came from. 

It was insanity.  So when I moved from a two bedroom to a one bedroom it was time to pare down.  I read a book called The Joy of Less which is about minimalism.  I brought 6 pillows with me for one bed.  Today I threw out two.  Why did I keep them as they were replaced anyway? 

I had plastic dishes that were never used, for cakes that I don’t bring anywhere etc.  I threw them out. 

I put up a new shower curtain in my bathroom that is black and white.  I had another black and white one in another bathroom.  I tossed that one.  Who needs more than one shower curtain of the same color scheme.  

I donated clothes and shoes that haven’t seen a day off a hanger since I moved into the two bedroom 3.5 years ago. 




I realized that for everything that comes in this house, something has to go. It’s not about having the most stuff or the best stuff, it’s about being happy with what you do have.  And you know what?

I’m happy. 

As I continue to declutter all my crap I say this to you…save some things that are emotional but not everything.  Save the things you use.  Toss or donate what you haven’t used in a year.  If you have gone all 4 seasons and are back at another and haven’t used it, lose it.  

My house is cleaner, my mind is cleaner, and I hope that this trend continues. 

So it Begins

Here I am…sitting on the deck of a place that I got myself, something I have never done before.

I realized in that moment, when I wrote out a rent check for deposit at 31 years old, I realized that this family now rests solely on my shoulders.  

It’s a heavy weight.  Knowing that for my family to have a roof over their heads I have to learn how to budget. That if they want to eat, I will provide for them. That I MUST provide for them.  

Responsibility is a large pill to swallow but let me tell you, it’s a life changing one as well.  

Two weeks in and I realized that I have been spending too much money on things.  Before now I would spend roughly $200 on food for two weeks.  

And a lot was wasted.

I just spent under $100 to feed my family for two weeks.  That includes three meals a day. This amazed me truly because what was I doing before? Granted some weeks it will be a bit higher because you know Target and things needed from there (some which I will not compromise on) but everything else I’ve found that it doesn’t need to be pricey.  I look at the cost and the cost per serving or per ounce and find the cheapest one.  It’s amazing. 

Like I said there are some things I won’t compromise, here is the short list of this things:

  1. Body wash-I can’t use anything but Dove due to my skin.
  2. All free and clear laundry soap (see above reasoning.
  3. The brand of Tampons I use lol
  4. Toilet paper brand-Scott all the way

That’s it. Everything else is pretty much negotiable for the best price. What is cheaper.  When it comes to food it’s all about the basics.  

Here is a basic list of what I have in my home

  • A shit ton of spices because with the right touch anything can taste good 
  • Whole wheat/veggie pasta
  • Pasta sauce
  • Chicken (when it’s on sale)
  • Meatballs 
  • Grits
  • Eggs
  • Bagels
  • Cream cheese
  • Green juice 
  • Frozen veggies 
  • Oatmeal 
  • Beans and rice 

And those are the basics.  I can make a lot with that and it will last for sure.  

It’s not about impressing the world

Really, that’s what I’ve been doing. Living beyond my means because I thought I needed to have this variety to be “cool” but I don’t.  My son doesn’t care if he eats the same thing every night.  In fact he generally asks for the same thing every night. And as long and I keep something in the fridge it’s cool.  We’re good.  His belly is full and he’s happy. 

I plan on keeping this up, getting my life back on track and becoming the best version of myself for my family.  There are lots of changes happening, so let’s make it happen. 

Stay tuned for more to come. ❤️

Financially Reckless vs. Financial Responsibility 

They say that money is the root of all evil and money can’t buy happiness.  

But I don’t necessarily believe both 100%.

Hear me out though…

Money isn’t the root of all evil. It’s what we make of it and our relationship with it. Greed is evil. But if you have money, even your last dollar and someone needs it and you give it, that’s good. That’s having a good heart. 
I like to think I’m the later on that one. 

Money can buy happiness in the sense of happiness to you is a massage (yes please) or a vacation with the family or solo. The caveat being that you have to already be happy and bolstering your life with experiences to remember or getting something you want without going into debt getting it. That situation can make you happy.

Where do I stand? 

I stand on the line between knowing that I have to be financially responsible yesterday but yet am still financially reckless today.  

I hate sitting and having to really really save for the move in a month because I haven’t don’t any saving before. So I have some goals and a plan. 

The Plan


What is a plan without a budget. I know what my income is and I have to know where all my money goes. I have a list for that already written out allowing me to see what I can actually spend on an apartment. It’s sobering to know that I am going to be responsible for myself and my son. I can’t fail and I will do what I have to to get it done. 

No More Frivolous Spending

I know how much I could save. But yet I also balance my checkbook (yes I still have a handwritten check register) and see that I have spent $100 on Wawa and Sunoco for lunch, or smokes, or a drink, when I go to work with a bagged lunch. Or I smoke a pack a day at $8 per day (add this up it about $250 per month and $3000 per year). It’s amazing how quickly the little things add up. It’s about being present when I make a purchase. Really think about it before easily swiping my card. 

It’s as easy as making conscious decisions when it come to spending money. I’m nervous, I’m scared, and with my budget and a $100 place I’m looking at having about $300 left (I’ll be saving significantly with food and energy as well. I’m not looking forward to it but I know I can do it.  

It’s time to prove myself wrong and to show myself how capable I am of supporting me and my son.  

I got this!  

But if you have any tips for me they are more than welcome.