02/06/2026
Reading The Strength in Our Scars by today and realizing…I am actually proud of myself!
Proud of the woman who chose growth over escape.
Proud of the nights I wanted to disappear but stayed present instead.
Proud of the courage it took to speak openly on live today — in a voice I had to grow into.
I’m not who I used to be. And that didn’t happen by accident.
It came from choosing healing when numbing was easier.
From hosting events no one came to… and showing up again anyway.
From holding meetings in empty rooms and still believing in the vision.
From partnerships that fell away but left wisdom behind.
From failures that shaped my backbone, not my identity.
I didn’t let the pain, the shame, the old stories, or the “not enough” thoughts define me. I rebuilt my relationship with myself, with my body, with my worth.
I’m proud that I kept going.
Proud that I stayed open.
Proud that I’m building a life bigger than my fear so I can be of deeper service, so I can help others breathe, feel, and remember their power too❤️🔥