For most of my life, I lived in a way that looked “successful” from the outside.

A stable career. A clear path. A life that made sense to everyone else.

But inside, I was quietly falling apart.

My body was speaking long before I ever learned how to listen:
the anxiety, the heaviness, the exhaustion that no amount of productivity or perfection could fix.
I kept pushing. I kept performing. I kept abandoning the truth whispering under the noise.

Until I couldn’t anymore.

At the end of my corporate job, I was completely disconnected from myself... dysregulated, overwhelmed, and living a life that wasn’t mine.

It took crumbling to finally wake up. It took discomfort, grief, and honesty to finally hear my intuition again.

And it took slowing down to finally see that I was on a path that was never meant for me.

That breakdown became the turning point.

The doorway.
The beginning of my real life.

I stepped out of the life I thought I was supposed to live and into the life I was actually meant for.

I returned to my body.
I remembered who I was.

And I made a promise that guides everything I do today:

I will never abandon myself again, and I will help other women stop abandoning themselves too.