12/11/2025
I didn’t know I was depressed.
I was getting up, going to work, smiling, functioning… and crying almost every day.
I felt stuck. Boxed in. Like I was made for more but couldn’t find it.
And then one day, real quiet, I felt God say:
“All that pain? That heaviness you’re carrying?
Don’t waste it. Turn it into something.”
So I did.
I started creating shirts — not to be cute, but to survive.
Because I couldn’t keep pretending I was okay.
And every design came from something I felt:
Tired.
Faithful.
Fed up.
Still here.
Diva Dog wasn’t just born out of a dream — it came out of a breakdown.
But God used it.
And now I’m sharing it.
Because I know I’m not the only one.
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