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At Divorcee Dish Getaways, we believe that the end of one chapter is just the beginning of a brand-new adventure. Divorce isn’t just an ending—it’s an opportunity to rediscover yourself, embrace new experiences, and write the story of you. Whether you’re seeking adrenaline-fueled escapades, soulful reflection, or a well-deserved escape, we are here to celebrate this season of life with you. Born from the Divorce Dish community, we saw firsthand that divorce can feel isolating, but it doesn’t have to be. What if you could step away from the noise, the questions, and the expectations? What if you could embark on an adventure tailored to your dreams, reconnect with joy, and meet others who understand the journey? That’s the heart behind Divorcee Dish Getaways: giving you the space to be seen, celebrated, and free to explore life your way. Our getaways are designed with YOU in mind—whether sipping wine on a sun-drenched balcony, hiking a quiet mountain trail, or laughing until your cheeks hurt with newfound friends. With a curated mix of solo retreats, group adventures, and luxury escapes, there’s something for every divorcee ready to reclaim their joy, confidence, and zest for life. Because here’s the truth: you are not broken, you are not alone, and you deserve to celebrate yourself. At Divorcee Dish Getaways, we’re more than travel planners—your adventure partners, your biggest cheerleaders, and your reminder that the best is yet to come. It’s your time. Your adventure. Your fresh start. Let’s make it unforgettable.

At some point, many of us realize we don’t just struggle to trust romantic partners  anymore we struggle to trust people, period. Friends. Coworkers. Family. Strangers. Even the versions of people we thought we knew. And it’s not because we suddenly became bitter or closed off. It’s because life—divorce included—has shown us that people are complicated, inconsistent, and sometimes deeply disappointing. When Trust Breaks, It Doesn’t Stay in One Lane Here’s the thing no one really talks about: when trust breaks in a big way, it doesn’t stay neatly contained. A divorce might be the catalyst, but the ripple effect touches everything. You start questioning: Who actually means what they say? Who is showing up because they care—and who is showing up because it’s convenient? Who disappears when things get uncomfortable? Who is only supportive when it costs them nothing? Once you’ve been let down by people who promised they wouldn’t let you down, blind trust stops making sense. Trusting People Used to Feel Simpler There was a time when trust felt automatic. You assumed people were honest. You believed effort meant intention. You took words at face value. Now? You notice patterns. You read between the lines. You pause before opening up. That’s not negativity. That’s experience. And experience has taught you that not everyone who smiles is safe—and not everyone who promises keeps their word. Trust Isn’t About Assuming the Worst Distrust doesn’t mean you think everyone is out to hurt you. It means you understand that people are human—and humans are capable of letting you down. Trusting people now looks like: Letting actions matter more than apologies Allowing access slowly instead of all at once Keeping expectations realistic instead of idealistic Accepting that someone can be “nice” and still not reliable You can believe in people without  putting them on a pedestal. The Quiet Grief of Losing Faith in People One of the hardest parts about struggling to trust people overall is the sadness that comes with it. Not anger—sadness. The sadness of realizing: Some people were only meant for a season Some relationships were built on convenience, not care Some loyalty was one-sided Some kindness came with conditions That realization changes you. And it’s okay to mourn the version of yourself who believed more easily. Relearning How to Trust—Without Losing Yourself Trusting people again doesn’t mean going back to who you were. It means evolving. It means: Being open but observant Kind but boundaried Hopeful but grounded Willing to connect without abandoning discernment You don’t have to assume people are bad. You just don’t have to assume they’re safe either. You don’t need to assume people are bad. You also don’t have to assume they’re safe. Trust is something people earn through consistency, not something they automatically receive. Trust becomes something people earn through consistency, not something they’re automatically given. Learning to trust people again isn’t about hardening your heart—it’s about protecting your peace. You can still believe in good people while acknowledging that not everyone is capable of being one to you . Trust doesn’t mean access. And boundaries don’t mean bitterness. They mean you’ve learned. And learning is not something to apologize for.

Somewhere along the way, being single turned into a group project filled with unsolicited opinions. “Are you seeing anyone?” “You’ll meet someone when you stop looking.” “My cousin’s friend met her husband at Target.” Thank you, very helpful. I’ll go ahead and add “romantic destiny, aisle 12” to my to‑do list. But here’s the truth no one talks about enough: being single isn’t a problem to solve. It’s a season to survive, enjoy, and occasionally laugh through— one day at a time . The Art of the 24-Hour Commitment: When you’re single, “taking things day by day” isn’t a sign of a lack of ambition. It’s a survival tactic. Some days you’re thriving: • You meal prep. • You work out. • You feel emotionally stable and possibly unstoppable. Other days: • You eat cereal for dinner. • You cry over a song you weren’t even dating. • You consider texting someone who should remain in the Witness Protection Program. Try to think about this: you don’t need a five-year plan. You need a plan for today. And sometimes, that plan is simply: don’t spiral. Single Math Is Different When you’re in a relationship, people ask, “Where is this going?” When you’re single, the math changes: Did I get out of bed? ✔️ Did I answer one email? ✔️ Did I resist the urge to romanticize a stranger who held the door open? Mostly ✔️ That’s progress. We don’t measure success in milestones anymore—we measure it in emotional stability and clean laundry . Healing Is Not Linear (It’s More Like a Drunk Squirrel) One day, you feel healed. The next day, you’re mad about something that happened three relationships ago. That’s not failure. That’s being human. Taking things day by day means: Letting yourself feel it without overanalyzing it. Not forcing closure just to feel “caught up.” Accepting that healing shows up differently on different days. Some days you’re reflective and calm. Other days, you’re angry and googling “why do men” at 11:47 p.m. Both are valid. You’re Not Behind—You’re Just Living Offline Being single often feels like everyone else got a secret timeline you missed. Engagements, weddings, babies, anniversaries… meanwhile, you’re celebrating: Canceling plans A good night’s sleep Not sharing your snacks But life isn’t a race. It’s a weird, winding path where sometimes the win is simply not settling for the wrong thing. Taking things day by day reminds you that your life is happening right now, not someday when someone else shows up. Small Joys Are the Whole Point When you stop obsessing over “what’s next,” you start noticing: Morning coffee that actually tastes good Laughing way too hard at your own jokes is peace instead of chaos, I say to myself I'm so funny all the time :) The freedom to change your mind without explanation These aren’t filler moments. They’re the main event. Today Is Enough You don’t need to have it all figured out. You don’t need to be “ready” for anything. You don’t need to know who’s coming next. You just need to show up today. Because some days, being single means growth. Some days it means rest. Some days it means eating dessert first. And honestly? That sounds like a pretty solid life to me; take life, one day at a time. 💛 or not... You do you and do it unapologetically. xoxo Erin and for your entertainment: A drunk squirrel:

Once upon a time, I tolerated dating games. The guessing.The waiting. The “he watched my story but didn’t text me” math. That version of me had free time and low standards. She is no longer available. No, sir, you cannot play games with me anymore. If your communication style requires decoding, a crystal ball, or a group chat of friends to interpret, please know I will be exiting quietly and blocking loudly. I’m not asking for daily poems or carrier pigeons. I’m asking for: Consistency Clarity And the bare minimum of adult behavior If your energy is hot one day and cold the next, congratulations, you’ve invented emotional whiplash. I do not have insurance for that. And let’s be clear: If I wanted confusion, I’d rewatch my ex explain “what he meant.” I’m in my bad ass woman era . I eat dinner at a reasonable hour. I go to bed on time. I do not stay up wondering what a text meant. So no sir.If you want to play games, download one. If you wish to attract attention without effort, try a mirror. If you want access to me, show up like you mean it. This is not an audition. This is the final cut. Just do not do this to me or anyone...Thank you sir!