04/02/2025
There was no lightning bolt moment.
There was just… a slow, relentless noticing.
Of women:
• Struggling with fatigue
• Worried about burning out
• Feeling overwhelmed
• That low-level, ever-present frustration
• A quiet anger rising under the surface
• Trying to hold it all together
I recognized all of it—because I was living it too.
As a woman with ADHD, I felt like I was constantly playing catch-up in a world that wasn’t built for my brain.
As I moved into perimenopause, the cracks in that world became canyons.
The tips and tricks that used to kind of work stopped working altogether.
My nervous system was fried. My motivation was MIA. My routines fell apart.
And all the advice I was getting? “Get more organized. You need a new system. You just need meds.”
👉 No one was talking about what happens when ADHD meets hormonal shifts.
👉 No one was talking about the deep grief of losing yourself—and the equally deep desire to come back home to who you really are.
That’s why I’m here. Now.
Not because I had a perfect plan.
But because I couldn’t unsee what was happening.
I have been creating the support I wish I had years ago.
I’ve been building tools that honor the complexity of our lives and the wisdom of our bodies.
I didn’t have a single moment of clarity.
I had a hundred tiny ones.
And now, I’m ready to tell anyone who will listen:
You’re not broken.
You’re not failing.
You’re not alone.
It’s time to create a life that feels supportive, spacious, and radically honest.
This isn’t a job.
It’s a devotion.