Honestly, my transformation began in the quiet panic of a racing heart—first whispering, then screaming, “Don’t do this,” as I sat on my living room couch next to my fiancé, contemplating marriage for the second time.

Did I listen to the physical signs warning me of the massive mistake I was about to make? Hell no. I was too stubborn, clinging to pride, desperate to prove a point. So, I marched straight into the fire with eyes wide open—where every part of my life burned to the ground, leaving me in the ashes of emotional, mental, physical, and financial ruin.

That spectacularly bad decision became the catalyst for my greatest growth. It cracked me open, forced me to face myself, and ultimately led me to discover my authentic self. And let’s be real… there was no neon sign or celestial GPS guiding the way. I figured it out, one hard-earned lesson at a time.

That’s why I do what I do. I vowed that if I could help another woman navigate her own transformation with fewer bruises, I would. Because when it comes down to it, it’s not the degrees, certifications, or self-help books that matter most. It’s the connection… the genuine, “I see you” connection that makes healing possible. And that’s exactly what I offer.

So, if you’re feeling lost, overwhelmed, stuck, or wondering how the hell you ended up here… trust me, I get it. And believe me—those soft whispers? You’ll want to listen to them.