Hi, I’m Carolyn Deevers—a writer, natural wellness enthusiast, crisis resource advisor, greeting card visual artist and writer, and memoirist with a heart for honesty, healing, and engaging stories.
Some people collect antiques. I collect stories of surviving chaos—especially the kind that moves in next door, sleeps on the other side of the bed, or hides behind a friendly face at church. If you’re here, chances are you’ve bumped into a toxic relationship that left you spinning: confused, doubting yourself, and wondering if you’re the one who’s broken.
You’re not.
You’re not dramatic. You’re not too sensitive. You’re not the problem.
You’re just reacting normally to an abnormal situation. That means you can also respond differently, and that’s where your power starts.
I’ve walked ahead of you on roads paved with red flags and lined with disbelief. I was married to a pastor who turned out to be a predator. I barely survived family court while trying to protect my daughter. I almost lost my son after a traumatic brain injury to which we still don’t know all the details. I’ve lived through betrayal, gaslighting, spiritual abuse, and neighbors who made me want to dig a moat.
For over 12 years, I’ve blogged about life’s messiest moments and most meaningful milestones. Whether I’m writing about the winding road to wellness, hard-won spiritual insights, complicated relationships, or finding grace in grief, my goal is simple: to offer encouragement with depth, insight, and a touch of wit.
As a natural wellness enthusiast, I believe the body, mind, and spirit are beautifully connected. As a crisis resource advisor, I’ve spent years walking with others through unthinkable circumstances—helping them find solid ground when everything feels shaky. As a visual artist and greeting card writer, I’ve learned that sometimes, a few words and a well-placed image can do more than a sermon.
Now, I’m writing my memoir series Finding Treasures of Darkness, beginning with Knock Knock, Neighbor Tales. The true story of surviving neighbor-induced madness and learning how faith and humor can keep us sane when everything else feels unlivable.
Whatever brought you here—pain, purpose, or pure curiosity—I hope you find something that speaks to your season.
Carolyn Deevers 