I enjoy hearing people's stories and if someone wants me to listen without judgement, I am there for them. I was not always this way. I was full of trauma that I did not recognize as trauma. My body and mind demanded I start paying attention and learn. Let me explain…

When I was growing up, I was supposed to just "know" how to behave and do the right things. When I would fail, and that’s a given, I turned it all inward and filled my mind and heart with a lot of guilt and shame for simply existing and not being perfect at my existence. I also became a bulimic and had an outstanding hatred of my body and outer appearance. To cover up my pain I became very entitled and self-righteous as a defense mechanism.
I discovered helping others feel better, allowed me to feel good. Doing what I could to make others’ lives easier or just being there to listen. However, I didn't understand boundaries around this one until much later, and I had developed a pattern of letting people take advantage of me in very abusive ways.

All of a sudden, or so I thought, I had a complete meltdown. I quite literally froze. I could not make one simple decision with my job, my relationships, everything. I just cried. Cried for hours upon hours nonstop. Not the quiet tears but gut-wrenching sobs. At the time I was wondering why this was happening. All I knew is that I felt I hit my personal rock bottom. Nowhere to go but to live or die. I couldn’t even decide on living or dying. The next day I actually made a decision. I needed to do whatever I could to get out of this. Not just alive, but alive and abundantly thriving. The programs and services I offer are the same programs and services I received during my journey of recovery and healing. They saved my life.