Fearless Honesty From a Tattooed, Faith-Tethered, Gen-X Mama Rising Through the Fire

Wildly Untamed is the corner of the world where I finally stopped hiding. I’m a tattooed mama, a little holy and a little hood, healing old wounds, raising neurodivergent kids, and figuring life out later than I ever expected to.

 

I share the parts of the journey most people don’t talk about — the messy truth, the rebirth, the hard days, and the tiny victories. My hope is that, as you read, you feel a little more seen, a little more understood, and a whole lot less alone.

 

This is my space, and now it’s yours — a safe place to rediscover your fire and be fully, fiercely, wildly untamed.

My Approach 

Wildly Untamed is more than a women’s blog — it’s the story of a woman who’s lived through the fire and is learning to rise again. I’m a faith-rooted, tattooed Gen-X mama with a messy past, a loud heart, and a deep desire to break the patterns that tried to break me.

 

I write about trauma healing, raising neurodivergent kids, losing myself, finding myself again, and everything in between. I don’t pretend to have it all figured out — I just share what’s real, what hurts, what heals, and what grows.

 

This space is here for you to breathe, to feel safe, and to finally step into your whole self without apology.

Wildly Untamed isn’t just another women’s blog — it’s my raw, faith-rooted, tattooed-mama, holy-and-hood Gen-X way of rising through life’s messiest seasons. I tell the truth about trauma healing, raising neurodivergent kids, and rebuilding myself piece by piece.

 

Every story is real. Every struggle is lived. Every bit of growth is hard-won.

 

This is a place to breathe again, speak honestly, and finally feel free to be your whole, wildly untamed self.

What To Expect

When you step into Wildly Untamed, you’re stepping into a space built from honesty, depth, and lived experience. I speak openly about the things most people won’t say out loud — the trauma, the burnout, the spiritual fights, the motherhood storms, and the slow, steady rising that follows.

 

You won’t find judgment here. You won’t find perfection.

You’ll find truth, compassion, and a woman doing her best to heal while raising kids who see the world differently.

 

My intention is simple: that you leave feeling seen, held, understood, and a little stronger than you were before.

 

This is where you can exhale. This is where your story matters. This is where you remember you’re not walking alone.