For most of my life, I was the one who had it all together.
The achiever. The helper. The one who anticipated every need, hit every milestone, and never let the ball drop even if it meant dropping myself in the process.
I believed that being “good” meant being needed. That success was earned through striving, over-giving, and pushing past exhaustion. That if I just worked harder, proved more, stayed one step ahead… eventually I’d feel enough.
Instead, I felt numb. Disconnected. Quietly burned out.
By January 2024, I left my job hoping for relief, but what met me was collapse. I found myself deep in freeze: not creating, not connecting, not even recognizing who I was without the hustle.
I didn’t realize how deeply exhausted I was until everything went still. And in that stillness, the truth rose up: I had no idea who I was outside of performance.
What followed was not a quick fix, but a return.
Through nervous system care, somatic healing, and a slow reclamation of my rhythm, I began unlearning the idea that I had to earn my worth. I began listening inward instead of hustling outward. I started asking:
What if success didn’t mean striving?
What if enoughness wasn’t something to chase?
Redefining success meant releasing perfectionism, over-responsibility, and the fear of disappointing others — not overnight, but layer by layer. It meant choosing alignment over approval. Self-trust over pressure. Rest over performance.
Now, my work is about guiding women on that same path: Not toward doing more, but toward becoming more rooted in themselves.
Because you don’t need to become someone else.
You get to return to who you already are.
