About Me

I grew up feeling anxious, invisible, and heavy with emotions I didn’t understand. From a young age, I carried the weight of other people’s pain and absorbing what wasn’t mine, all while trying to make sense of a childhood filled with trauma, chaos, and disconnect. I longed to feel safe, seen, and loved, but my world was shaped by brokenness. As I got older, I kept trying to fix what felt so wrong inside. I wanted to feel better. I wanted peace. But nothing I tried worked. The harder I pushed to “get it together,” the more lost I felt.

Then in 2015, my son was born—and everything in me shifted. I was flooded with love and fear all at once. I realized I didn’t know how to raise a child, let alone take care of myself. That moment cracked me open. I wanted to give him a better life than the one I had but how could I, if I was still hurting and lost? I started to see something I had never seen before: the environment I thought I needed to protect him from was the same one I was still living in. That pain wasn’t just behind me—it was all around me, and inside me.

It was a painful awakening, but also the beginning of my healing. I began to understand that I had been living on autopilot, repeating patterns that were never mine to keep. I had no idea what a healthy life looked like. I didn’t know where to begin. I had no roadmap, no role models—just a deep knowing that it was time to begin again. So I did. Slowly, gently, and with a lot of tears, I started rebuilding—from the inside out. I began healing my thoughts, rewiring my habits, nurturing my inner child, and seeking out connection that felt safe and real.

Today, I can finally say that I am a whole woman. A mother. A wife. A daughter who has grieved deeply and grown stronger. I have learned to build healthy boundaries, show up with compassion, and move through life with a kind of peace I never thought possible. It came from doing the hard work, from facing the pain instead of running from it.

My mother struggled with addiction and passed away from an overdose in 2017. Her pain shaped so much of my story and my siblings, but it doesn’t define me anymore. I chose to break the cycle. I chose to heal. And now, I want to walk beside you, if you’re ready to begin your own journey.

You are not alone. You don’t have to have it all figured out. You just have to be willing to take the first small step. It’s time to take care of you. And I promise, healing is possible.