For years, I stayed quiet. Not because I didn’t have anything to say, but because the weight of it all—grief, injustice, and the brutal reality of what happened—felt impossible to put into words.But silence doesn’t bring healing. And it definitely doesn’t bring accountability.In the past few months, I’ve watched as the person responsible for taking Ryan’s life has used public platforms to rewrite the story, painting himself as a victim of circumstance rather than the perpetrator of a violent crime. Seeing his face pop up in interviews, podcasts, and social media posts—while my family continues to live with the real, unchangeable consequences of his actions—has been a gut punch I didn’t see coming.So, I’m here to set the record straight.Not just for me, but for Ryan. For my kids. For every victim’s family who has had to watch the truth be twisted for clicks, sympathy, or personal gain.This isn’t about revenge—it’s about justice. It’s about making sure that when people hear this story, they hear the truth. And it’s about creating a space where other families navigating trauma and loss don’t have to feel alone.I don’t know where this journey is going to take me, but I do know one thing: I refuse to let someone else control this narrative any longer.I’m just getting started.