Same House, Different Wounds

Four women live under the same roof.

None of them are surviving it the same way.

Keisha is the dependable one—the woman everybody turns to when bills need paying and emergencies need fixing. What nobody asks is where the money comes from or what keeping the family afloat is costing her.

Monique is raising children inside a house already carrying generations of damage. She loves her babies fiercely, but love starts feeling dangerously small when schools, caseworkers, and paperwork begin deciding whether her home is stable enough.

Jada has spent years confusing loyalty with endurance, quietly accepting a relationship that keeps asking her to become smaller.

And Denise—the mother who insists she did the best she could—is still fighting the addiction, guilt, and choices her daughters were forced to survive beside her.

Then someone starts asking questions about the house.

Attendance. Supervision. Stability.

Suddenly the problems they’ve kept inside the family aren’t private anymore.

With Monique’s children at risk and every secret threatening to become evidence, the four women are forced to confront the truth they’ve avoided for years: sharing blood doesn’t mean sharing the same memories, and surviving together doesn’t mean nobody was wounded.

They can keep protecting the house.

Or they can finally protect themselves.

Same House, Different Wounds is a raw family drama about mothers, daughters, sisters, addiction, boundaries, and what happens when women stop calling survival love.