Not your typical love-and-light bullsh*t. Just my subtle (okayyyy, sometimes NOT-so-subtle 😘) way of calling you OUT & calling you BACK to yourself, all while reminding you you're not alone in any of this.
I was raised to be the “good girl.”
Keep it quiet.
Be polite.
Say yes, even when your body screams no.
I mastered it like survival skills: people-pleasing, overachieving, hiding my pain under a smile. On the outside, I had it all together. On the inside? I was crumbling. Disconnected. Numb. Burned out from holding it all.
For years, I thought healing meant fixing myself. Shrinking the rage. Shoving down the grief. Staying small enough to be lovable. Oh, and my body was shutting the f**k down (say "Fibromyalgia five times fast 😂).
Many year laters (in the middle of the pandemic), my breaking point came quickly & quietly. I couldn’t pretend anymore and it all collided, all at once. I realized I was grieving the version of myself I was never allowed to be. Turns out, what I really needed wasn’t another self-help book or vision board, but a whole ass permission slip to unravel.
So I left my "good on paper" career, sobbed my eyes out, and realized the PAIN was MEDICINE. I knew I couldn't be alone in my brokenness, and decided to share my journey "out loud' (aka on the internet).
I learned that TRUE healing is about reclaiming rage, joy, boundaries, softness, and everything in-between. I stopped apologizing for my power. I found community in the mess. And I built rituals (not rules) that brought me back home to my body, my voice, and my truth. And more recently, I started to understand how to regulate my nervous system without abandoning myself.
I am ever-learning, and am very much on this journey alongside you.
Today, I lead from that "pain is medicine" mentality. In the last five years, I've create spaces for other women to drop the mask, set the boundary, and feel safe doing it. My hope is to help other women remember that they don’t have to be fixed...they just have to be f**king witnessed.
More than a business, this is my rebellion. My sacred calling. And my love letter to every woman who’s ever felt like too much and not enough at the same time.
Thank you for being here with me. I love you & I see you.