Red Lips in Collections Court

Red Lips in Collections Court – The Intro I woke up with a stiff neck and a feeling in my gut that something was off. And I was right. A few hours later, I was standing in Collections Court – wearing red lipstick, green clover earrings, and the strange sensation of being the main character in a darkly comic, social-realist tragedy. My name is Christina Helena – and this is my story. But it’s more than that. It’s a story about collapsing, surviving, and starting again – in heels. It’s about financial ruin, love after 40, divorce, sex, systems, shame, and resistance. It’s about being a woman, a mother, a daughter, a business owner – and about finally learning not to say sorry for existing. Told with raw honesty, humor, and a lipstick-stained middle finger to bureaucracy, Red Lips in Collections Court is the first chapter in a much bigger tale – about identity, self-respect, and daring to take up space when life tries to shrink you. Welcome to the chaos. To the rage and the realness. To the heartbreak and hilarity. To the story of how I fell apart – and started climbing. Because from here… There’s only one way to go. Up.