Welcome to Hot Mess and Relentless

Let’s be real — I didn’t just stumble into this mess. I lived it.

For years, I hustled in real estate, believing I was helping people find their piece of the American dream. What I didn’t see coming was the ugly side of it all — the politics, the control, and the backstabbing. Realtors pay dues so the National Association of Realtors can control their speech, dictate the narrative, and profit off the very people funding the system (because they have to), their member paying agents. The ones out there grinding every day for buyers and sellers, only to get blindsided and blamed when it all falls apart.

It was exhausting. It was disheartening. And honestly? It was the kind of mess that made me want to burn it all down and start over.

So I did what any hot mess on the edge would do — I took a detour into CNA land. Because nothing says “fresh start” like scrubs, bed alarms, and burnout. And let me tell you — if I thought real estate was chaotic, healthcare said “hold my coffee.” Long-term care is hanging on by a thread, with overworked CNAs and nurses doing the impossible every day while the system shrugs. It’s not just unsustainable, it’s inhumane.

This isn’t just a blog — it’s therapy, truth-telling, and a callout session rolled into one. It’s where chaos meets conviction. And more books are to come. I have lots of stories!