It Didn't Kill Me But I Died is a brutally honest, laugh-through-the-tears memoir for every woman who's ever lost herself in motherhood, marriage, or mess and somehow crawled her way back.

Told with raw humor, unapologetic truth, and just enough sass to keep you flipping pages, this is not your typical "I got divorced and now I do yoga" healing story. From crying in Target aisles to surviving toxic love in lipstick and heels, Betty N takes you through the chaos of single mom life, bad decisions, wine-fueled breakdowns, unexpected therapy breakthroughs, and that one weekend she almost moved to Mexico.

This book is for
✔️ Women who stayed too long and finally walked away
✔️ Moms figuring it out in leggings and yesterday's mascara
✔️ Anyone healing out loud one boundary one group chat and one playlist at a time

Whether you're in the middle of the mess or just emerging from it, this book will make you feel seen, heard, and a little less alone.

Come for the chaos. Stay for the glow up. Leave with your crown straightened.