I watched the internet do what it does best this week—turn someone’s heartbreak into content. A woman was publicly embarrassed by the very person who vowed to protect her. Rather than receiving prayers, she became the subject of punchlines. Instead of support, she was stitched into TikToks and transformed into a trending topic.

One story that broke my heart this week was the cheating CEO caught at a Coldplay concert, openly with another woman. The internet made it a joke but that wasn’t funny. It’s the kind of moment that reminds me how deeply we need discernment, compassion, and boundaries in this performative digital world.

And while folks laughed and created memes, I sat with it differently. Because I remember what that felt like.

I remember when my own divorce became a topic of conversation, and folks treated it like reality TV. When people whispered about how I got left for a male lobbyist like it was celebrity gossip and posted harmful things about it.

Let me be real:
Divorce is already hard enough when it’s private.
But when your heartbreak becomes content, it cuts differently.

Being cheated on feels like mourning a life that’s still breathing. I’ve had to wrestle with the sting of my own karma and hold myself accountable. But being cheated on in public? That’s heartbreak laced with humiliation and grief that never gets to be private.

Just one month after I packed up my life and moved across the state—leaving behind a community I loved—I had to watch my ex-wife parade around with the same lobbyist she betrayed me for. Since our relationship was once highly publicized, it had to come to a public conclusion. And healing from that? Whew, that’s an entirely different discussion.

And while folks had their opinions, I had to live with the aftermath.

What they didn’t see was the pain behind the privacy I no longer had. The silent prayers I whispered when no one was around. The antidepressants that I had to take to regulate my nervous system. The grief that settled while the world kept scrolling and moving forward. The shame and the embarrassment having to shift my life away from a community I loved. Wondering if I should’ve seen the signs sooner. Or done more. Or stayed quiet just to save face.
All while managing heart failure and fighting to keep my heart rate steady.
But God.

God didn’t let me stay trapped in the cycle of replaying someone else’s betrayal. Instead, God showed me that some exposure is divine protection and some losses come wrapped in loud deliverance.

The people who drifted away or straight-up laughed at my heartbreak were never equipped to carry the weight of my healing anyway. Conducting a village audit revealed who was really for me… and who was just a surveillance camera.

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Today, I pray for that woman. For her children. For every person who’s ever had to explain a breakup they didn’t cause, a betrayal they didn’t deserve, and mourn a grief they didn’t get to hide.

And I pray for the ones who laughed, too. Because life will humble you and has a way of spinning the block. When it does, may they find grace on the other side of their giggles. Like I said, I had to experience my karma and be accountable for my actions. I’m not silencing myself for anyone’s comfort and I will always be unapologetic about sharing my truth.

In my article “Unapologetically Me: From Pain to Purpose,” published last year in Watermark Magazine, I reflected on the journey of healing and redefining purpose after personal loss.

Since then, God has opened doors for me to pour into others walking through divorce, heartbreak, and that sacred pivot toward freedom and fulfillment. Purpose found me in the pain and now I’m walking in it. And even in the mess, I found my miracle.

And if you’re going through it too, let me say this:
You are not alone. Your story ain’t over. And the next chapter? It’s gonna be healed, holy, and unbothered.

Here’s the affirmation created just for you:
I am not broken. I am being rebuilt with boundaries. Every betrayal was a divine redirection, and I walk forward knowing that I am the blessing.💜