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10. Kimberly Knight – By Invitation Only
9. Melissa Toppen – Crazy Stupid Love
8. Regina Bartley – Dirty Nails
7. Lucia Franco – Hold on to Me
6. Savannah Stewart – If Love was Fair
5. Mila Cole – Lighter
4. Barbara C. Doyle – The Choices We Make
3. Micalea Smeltzer – The Game that Breaks Us
2. Bayli Lane – What If
1. Fabiola Francisco – Whiskey Nights

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Disclaimer: This post is 100% raw and from myheart. It’s a post I’ve gone back and forth on sharing, but felt giving my truth to the world could help someone else find their footing on shaky ground. I’m a very insecure person, contrary to what some may believe, so posting this is a giant step out of my comfort zone. Progress at its finest, even though my heart is slamming in my chest.

 

Inhales deeply

            Exhales slowly

 

I’ve always been the girl who never felt skinny enough. Honestly, typing that makes me scoff at myself, but it’s the truth. No, I’ve never been considered morbidly overweight, or been made fun of for my size, but I’ve never felt comfortable in my own skin. Which is sad. Society does a lot of damage to a girl’s self-esteem.

My insecurities started in elementary school. Being someone who wore bifocal glasses at the age of five, with a gap between her front teeth, and an over bite for days, looking at myself in the mirror wasn’t something I was a fan of doing. So, I hid my insecurities behind goofy antics and a boisterous laugh. But with every passing day I became more and more insecure about the way I looked. Why did I have to wear thick glasses with bifocals when none of my friends did? Why did I have to wear a pirate patch to help straighten my lazy eye when no one else around me had to? Deep down I knew it was for the best, but it hurt my heart to look different than everyone else. But as the years progressed, so did my health. My lazy eye isn’t noticeable anymore, my teeth went back in my head and closed together without braces, and I learned that those hard times of looking different helped mold me into who I am today.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m still a major work in progress in so many areas. Fast forward many years and little ole insecure Savannah is still going strong. I can honestly say the last eighteen months have been a roller coaster ride, emotionally and physically. Being diagnosed with PCOS, losing loved ones, losing my fur baby to cancer who was literally my child, chasing my dreams and feeling like a failure at every turn—trying to find my footing in life when I’ve felt like the world was engulfed in flames around me and I was waiting to burn to ash. It’s been hard, yet I still know so many others have it way harder than me, but that doesn’t make the struggles any less intense now does it?

Depression and anxiety had found their way into my daily life. When I lost Jack, my fur baby, I literally cried every single day for three months straight. I mean full blown hysterical ugly crocodile tears. Hell, I’m crying just thinking about it. I couldn’t be in my house alone because the silence was deafening and his ghost was everywhere. The second day after his passing was the hardest. A giant snow kept me from being able to leave. So, I sat with my devastated heart and cried the majority of the day. I wasn’t used to the manic feelings depression and anxiety housed, and boy did they come barreling into my life without notice. Thankful to have the support system I do, I still hid behind laughter, inspirational quotes, stupid selfies, and a fake ass smile most of the time. Telling those who asked that I was okay, even though deep down I was far from okay.

My tipping point was the day I stepped on the scale and it shined a big one seven zero back at me. I cried my heart out from the sight of that number. I was spiraling from the PCOS, depression, and anxiety to the point of literally making myself ill. The following day I took a giant breath and forced myself out of bed at the crack of dawn and found some workout routine on YouTube. Did I want to work out? Hell no. Did I need to work out? Hell yes I did.

Mind you, the smallest I have ever weighed in my adult life was a hundred and forty-five pounds, which put me in a size 4/5. The heaviest I weighed was, as I said above, one hundred and seventy pounds, which put me in a size 9/10. Before you fly off the rail with a rant about that not being big, it wasn’t a good/healthy size for me at 5’5. Everyone holds weight differently, and ninety nine percent of people know that when you don’t feel good about yourself, something needs to change. I’ve always been one to weigh more than I look, and that’s okay with me, but when that number is causing my body and mind to be unhealthy, it’s time to do something about it…and that time was upon me.

For a few months I did workouts via YouTube, not really following any routine, but making sure I ate healthier. I saw a little change, but nothing even remotely close to what I was hoping for. You all know how disheartening it is to hope for something fantastic to happen and then it doesn’t. That’s how I felt when I looked at that bright blue number staring back at me. Looking at the scale and wanting to throw in the towel on the entire thing, trying to convince myself that this one-hundred-and-seventy-pound Savannah was the new norm and I’d just have to learn how to be okay with that. That was the depression and anxiety talking, which I’m glad I didn’t listen.

The turning point was when someone called me curvy. They completely shattered me, and now I’m honestly glad they said it. I know they didn’t mean it to come across negative, but it made me want to crawl in a hole and cry for ten days because I’d been beating myself up about my weight, and hearing the word curvy didn’t make me want to fist pump the air, it made me believe that they were nicely saying I had packed on some major pounds. Yet again, the depression and anxiety talking because I know someone saying your curvy isn’t them saying your overweight. Curves are wonderful in my opinion, but my mind and heart couldn’t fathom hearing it in that moment. My internal voice twisted the words and made me believe everyone around me was noticing how much weight I’d gained.

On July 25th,I woke up, clicked on the television, and took one deep ass breath. I was officially done with the person I’d become. I wanted to feel good about myself, to be a better version both mentally and physically. So, I downloaded Beachbody on Demand and loaded Autumn’s A Little Obsessed onto the screen before me. That day I took a before picture and weighed. It was horrendous for me to look at that image, still is, but I know I’m no longer that person. That person was depressed, riddled full of anxiety, and constantly trying to find clothes to hide herself behind. Yes, I still have depression and anxiety lingering within me, but I have found ways to manage it through a better diet, exercise, and finding the good in each day. After finishing the week-long program, I dived right into 80 Day Obsession. A program I’d previewed and swore I’d never be able to do. But here I am at the end of the program! Not only finding a healthier Savannah, but a completely new person than I was at the beginning of 2018.

Maybe this all sounds cliché to you, because honestly if I was reading this earlier this year I would feel the same way, but taking the first step to a better you can completely change your entire life. I no longer allow the scale to have power over me. I went into 80 Day Obsession with the mindset that I didn’t care what number stared back at me so long as I could see, and feel, a difference in myself. Which was the case.

What I’m about to say may shock people, especially Beachbody coaches if they read this, but the truth is that I didn’t follow the nutrition plan. <Insert gasp here> Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, the reasoning I didn’t follow the nutrition plan is because I knew trying to juggle working out and a nutrition plan would most likely cause me to fail. This isn’t the case for everyone, but I know my track record. So, instead of even glancing at the nutrition plan I changed the food in the house, picked healthier options when I did eat out, and yes, I still indulged in the foods I love from time-to-time. Meaning, if I wanted pizza, I ate pizza. Just in moderation and not every day or even every week. I honestly believe not allowing the number on the scale to have power over me, and creating my own nutrition plan helped me complete this program. Yes, there were days I didn’t want to work out, but I pushed myself to do it and felt a hundred times better once it was done. It became a coping mechanism for my anxiety and depression. Might not work for everyone, but yet again…it’s worked for me. Was it easy? Hell no. It was one of the hardest things I’ve done, and will continue to do.

Sitting here, about to dive into a new program, I’m thankful for Autumn and the Beachbody team. They helped me find my footing in life again when I was unsure about my health. I lost 11 pounds on the program, gained an abundance of lean muscle I’ve never had before, and am currently wearing a 6/8 in jeans. Y’all, my abs now make appearances, my collarbones do actually exist, and my slightly defined triceps and biceps even surprise me. Never in my life have those guys made an appearance on my body! Disclaimer: I’m currently bloated from that lovely time of the month every lady has to deal with, so I’ll probably be down, and a little more cut, in a few days.

Beachbody may not be for you, and that is okay. The moral of my post isn’t to try and sale you a program, or have you join my team—because I’m in no way affiliated with Beachbody—but it is to show you that taking the first step toward a better you can honest to god help you in the long run. It won’t be easy, it will definitely take dedication and time, but I promise you won’t regret it. Whether or not you know me personally, reach out if you need someone to cheer you on, because I know firsthand how much a support system means, and I have two hands extended to help lift you off the ground.

 

Remember, you’re allowed to be a work in progress and celebrate your accomplishments at the same time. Because we’re all a constant work in progress, right?

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💗FINDING TOMORROW IS LIVE!💗

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“I cried, I laughed, and I feel like I took something positive away from Finding Tomorrow that I’ve never experienced in a book before.”

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📚Blurb📚

Have you ever had the feeling that the world was moving on without you? That no matter what, you’re frozen in place while your entire life becomes a wildfire that burns everything you love to ash?

That’s the recurring nightmare I’d been living.

One punch after the other knocked me off my feet. As I stumbled to get back up again, life tossed me a curveball I never saw coming. One that rocked me to my core.

For so long I’d been consumed by the darkest parts of heartache and devastation. It was a feeling I couldn’t shake. Like the eye of the storm was about to swallow me whole and all I could do was float in the abyss until it consumed me.

But one fateful encounter could change all of that, couldn’t it?

Finding Tomorrow releases August 7th!

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📚Blurb📚

Have you ever had the feeling that the world was moving on without you? That no matter what, you’re frozen in place while your entire life becomes a wildfire that burns everything you love to ash?

That’s the recurring nightmare I’d been living.

One punch after the other knocked me off my feet. As I stumbled to get back up again, life tossed me a curveball I never saw coming. One that rocked me to my core.

For so long I’d been consumed by the darkest parts of heartache and devastation. It was a feeling I couldn’t shake. Like the eye of the storm was about to swallow me whole and all I could do was float in the abyss until it consumed me.

But one fateful encounter could change all of that, couldn’t it?

📚Excerpt📚

Have you ever had the feeling that the world was moving on without you? That no matter what, you’re frozen in place while your entire life becomes a wildfire that burns everything you love to ash?

That’s the recurring nightmare I’d been living.

One punch after the other knocked me on my ass. I’d prayed, gotten angry, and tried my damnedest to find solace in the smallest things in hope that my feet would land on steady ground. My chest would fill with a deep burning breath that would provide me with a sense of peace as it expelled from my lungs.

But that breath hadn’t come.

As if Mother Nature herself was mocking me, a gust of wind flipped my loose hair across my face, the buzzing nightlife of the city temporarily shielded from sight. Sullen laughter escaped me as I hastily tied my hair at the nape of my neck with the hair tie that rested around my wrist. My forearms laid against my thighs as I leaned forward a bit more, pushing my knees into the brick wall hard enough to cause my flesh to burn. A young woman hurried across the street on her cell phone toward the bar I’d watched almost every night since my life had been turned upside down.

The woman stopped just as she stepped onto the sidewalk. A broad smile most likely spread across her face as a suave looking man in a dark moto jacket wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her into the air as his mouth met hers, and they spun a couple rotations before sitting her back on her feet. The scene before me blurred as hot tears pushed passed my eyelids and raced furiously down my cheeks, dripping onto my chest. I shoved up from the rickety metal chair.

“Christ,” I seethed through gritted teeth as the flesh of my left knee tore open from the rough texture of the brick I’d been pressed against. Yet another round of pain I’d inflicted upon myself, like the universe wasn’t doing a good enough job on its own.

The metal chair screeched across the concrete rooftop as I shoved it back far enough to squeeze between it and the makeshift table I’d thrown together from pallet scraps I’d found by the dumpster in the alley beside my building. Being there were only three floors, and I lived on the third, the view from the rooftop to the city below was an easy one to observe. My own personal show almost every night.

Something in my gut forced me to turn around and glance over the edge once more before turning in to drown my sorrows with a bottle of bourbon. A man, in what seemed to be a tailored suit, hurried across the street, much like the woman had before him, a cell phone pressed at his ear. He seemed unraveled. His shirt was untucked on one side, his hair standing wildly as if he’d fingered through the dark locks over and over again. But my eyes didn’t stay on him long enough to get a feel of his phone conversation due to a fast-moving yellow blur catching my eye. A car without headlights was barreling around the corner right toward him. My heart flopped as I screamed at the top of my lungs, “Watch out!” The man glanced up in my direction before his eyes dropped to the car. His phone crashed to the ground as my feet took flight toward the fire escape.

The last thing to cross my mind as I hurried down the shaky stairs was how desperately I needed to get to him.

Beautiful lonely woman in the old house.

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Memorial Day, it’s a day to remember all the brave souls who fought for our Freedom, both of my grandfather’s included, and to give gratitude to those who continue the fight.

Think of how different our lives would be if those men and women didn’t step up. If they didn’t believe in our country.

Today isn’t the only day we need to remember our soldiers.
Today isn’t the only day we need to thank them for fighting for America, for our families, and our freedom.
We need to remember everything they’ve given up to keep us safe. Not just today, not just tomorrow, but every single day.

So, THANK YOU to all the men and women, past, present, and future, that take on the task of fighting for our Freedom. This country owes you everything.

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For the first time EVER, Savannah’s following books are available via iBooks, Nook, and KOBO!

Don’t worry Amazon users, my books are still available for purchase via that platform.

After a dispute with KDP I have decided to pull all titles from Kindle Unlimited, as well as future titles. I hate to do this to those of you that use KU for reading, and hope you will still continue to support me and my books!

Here’s to new adventures! ❤

Graceful Scars

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Graceful Ashes

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REVOLVER

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Dishonorable Love

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If Love was Fair

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Las Vegas, Nevada, the city that never sleeps. Full of lust, greed, and wonder. Where death is hastily becoming a norm.

The playground of a wicked man who believes fate plays out through his hands.

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📚 BLURB 📚

Las Vegas, Nevada, the city that never sleeps. Full of lust, greed, and wonder. Where death is hastily becoming a norm.

The playground of a wicked man who believes fate plays out through his hands.

Roulette Casino, home of the notorious Revolver slot machine. Praised around the World for its mysterious allure. On the FBI’s radar as a possible lead to why dead bodies are popping up throughout Clark County.

Can two FBI agents, who are also lovers, take down one of the most notorious serial killers of all time? Or will the game of roulette leave the gun pointed in their direction?

Pull the trigger to find out.

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