04/29/2026
There were seasons I didn’t think I’d make it through.
Fighting for sobriety. Battling an eating disorder. Navigating depression, anxiety, and multiple addictions. Coming off countless antipsychotic medications and learning how to stand on my own again. Carrying three babies—and almost losing all 3 of them at different points.
And through it all… gaining and losing the same 30 pounds each pregnancy +feeling like a shell of myself.
But this story is not about the weight.
It’s about perseverance.
It’s about surrender.
It’s about becoming who God created me to be.
It’s about the moments no one sees—the nights on the bathroom floor when you feel too broken to stand. The prayers whispered through tears. The days when simply staying is the victory.
Those are the days that shape you. Not the easy ones.
Strength isn’t built in comfort—it’s forged in the struggle.
If you’re in that place right now, please hear this: you are not alone. There is purpose in your pain. Keep going. Keep leaning on Him. Even when all you can do is crawl.
You’re becoming someone stronger than you ever imagined.
and as always…if you need help or someone to guide you. Please reach out. I would love to help you. ❤️💪🏻🙏🏻