Real Talk: The Real Fight

Because broken doesn’t mean defeated.

Breaking Barrs was never supposed to be just mine—it was always meant to be ours. A crew of so-called “f#@k-ups,” the black sheep who’ve faced addiction, grief, incarceration, and mental-health struggles—but survived our own paths of destruction. That path is where we met, but refused to stay. This is our comeback.

We stand with our heads up in front of everyone who doubted us—living proof that pain can become purpose, and that broken doesn’t mean defeated.

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The Heart Behind the Mission

When we sit together for our “therapy sessions” and real-talk moments, I hear the battles each person is fighting. Yet somehow, I see beyond the pain to a bigger picture of purpose—and that gives me strength. Because I see sparks in them they can’t yet see themselves. Those moments remind me that sometimes our purpose is simply to believe in someone until they can believe in themselves again.

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The Weight We Carry

But here’s the raw truth: the more I try to pull my people up, the more it feels like something keeps pushing them down—one step forward, three steps back. When I look around at my circle, I can’t help but wonder... am I failing my team?

It’s not just them. It’s everything else too. I’m building Breaking Barrs while earning my degree, homeschooling my five-year-old, and managing life’s daily grind. Most mornings start with a checklist a mile long, and some days it feels like I’m barely holding the pieces together. Some nights, I collapse into bed thinking maybe this dream came at the wrong time. Maybe I’m letting them down.

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Faith in the Fire

Then God reminds me—setbacks are part of the story. It’s not about avoiding them; it’s about learning to rise through them. Every obstacle refines the path forward. With faith and perseverance, we keep pushing, knowing that growth is born through persistence, even in the face of adversity.

What we’re walking through is preparing us for something bigger than we can see right now. The devil doesn’t stand a chance. We refuse to let go, even when everything in us wants to. We don’t have all the answers, but we show up anyway.

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The Real Fight

Recovery. Redemption. Rebuilding from ashes. It’s messy, unpredictable, and anything but perfect. It doesn’t follow a clean timeline or look like a straight line from brokenness to healed. It looks like setbacks, relapses, disappointments, sleepless nights—and getting up over and over again, even when you feel like you can’t.

And maybe that’s the real fight. Not proving the world wrong in one big, dramatic win—but proving them wrong every single day we refuse to quit. Making sure that every so-called “f#@k-up” has a place where they can level up. A place where the fight doesn’t have to be fought alone.

Together we rise. Together we heal. Together we break the barrs.