Jun '25 • General discussion
THE STRUGGLE IS REAL
There was a season where I felt like I had nothing left for me. I loved my kids deeply, but between diapers, meals, and never-ending laundry, I felt like I was slowly losing myself.
I craved something that was mine something that reminded me I was more than just a mom.
But everything felt too big, too overwhelming, or just unrealistic for my season of life.
Until I stumbled on reselling.
I didn’t need a degree, tons of money, or even a full 8-hour workday. I just needed a phone, a few items to start with, and a little consistency.
This was the moment things started to shift...
One day while decluttering, I looked at a few baby clothes that i didn't get to rock on my little keisha and thought, “Someone out there needs this.”
So I listed them online no fancy setup, no perfect photos.
And they sold.
That tiny sale lit something in me. I realized I could start right where I was, with what I had.
I didn’t need to invent anything new. I just needed to be willing to learn and show up, one item at a time.
This wasn’t about getting rich overnight. It was about finding purpose, freedom, and income in the cracks of my day.
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THE STRUGGLE IS REAL
