For most of my life, I was that girl.
The responsible one. The helper. The high achiever who always had it together... at least on the outside.
I was great at anticipating what everyone else needed. Hitting milestones. Keeping things running. Even if it meant running myself into the ground.
Somewhere along the way, I started to believe that being needed = being worthy.
That if I just worked harder, helped more, stayed ahead… I’d finally feel okay.
Spoiler: I didn’t.
By early 2024, I left my job hoping for some breathing room and what actually came was full-on collapse.
Like, can’t-function, everything goes quiet collapse.
I wasn’t burned out. I was nervous system shut down burned out.
And honestly? I didn’t even know who I was without the hustle.
What came next wasn’t a glow-up. It was a slow, sometimes messy return to myself.
Through nervous system care, somatic healing, and learning how to not abandon myself every time someone else needed something.
I started asking:
What if being “enough” didn’t require over-performing?
What if success didn’t mean self-sacrifice?
Now I help other women unlearn those same patterns, especially the ones that feel so normal you don’t even realize they’re hurting you.
Not by doing more, but by coming back to who you actually are underneath the pressure.
Because you’re not here to prove anything.
You’re here to feel like yourself again.