Losing Them;

Finding Me

Losing my brother, my husband and other traumas on the way to also losing the guilt and shame so I could find myself again.

Hi, I’m Anita

I spent so long being a wife and caretaker, sister to a missing person, widow, and mom to grieving (and super busy active) kids that it’s been a long time coming to remember anything about who I am apart from that. Telling their stories, and being that person really is a part of who I am; it’s a big part of my story.

But it’s not everything.

Writing, speaking and sharing from my heart was part of how I processed it all before Michael’s death, and I lost that part of me after— it seemed too dark to share me, though I could tell about him. When I finally started to make the most progress in my own healing was when I opened up and let myself really feel again, acknowledging all I’d been through. I did that through writing, not meant for anyone else, but for me. I wrote things that I didn’t even know I still felt, which caused me to go deal with them honestly. And then I could write and share with others.

Anita Sullivan<br />
Anita with her children in Washington D.C.

From there, I realized that I could help other women by being more open with my own story. But I also wanted to help them tap into that for themselves, no matter what kind of grief, trauma or challenges they’d faced.

I’m still a work in progress, and our family is too.

I’ve also found love again, and am so grateful for a partner who accepts all of my story and helps create beautiful new chapters.

I’m authentic and messy, and laugh at inappropriate things, but I have space for you to do the same too.

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