About Me & My Journey

Even though I’ve guided and supported thousands of women on their wellbeing journeys over the past decade – through leading health workshops in the Peace Corps, to caring for patients as a Family Nurse Practitioner, to empowering women to stop hating their bodies as a Wellness Coach – there was a time when I really struggled with how I felt in and about my body.

For years, while I was training and working as an NP, I looked like I had it all together — thin, “healthy,” always at the gym.
But underneath, I was exhausted. I was silently being consumed by an eating disorder.

One of the ways the eating disorder showed up was through controlling my body – a way my system tried to cope, to create a sense of safety when everything inside of me felt too big, too painful, too chaotic, too overwhelming to face.

When I finally left that job, I thought I’d feel free. Instead, everything I’d been pushing down came flooding in — anxiety, depression, burnout, the full weight of how misaligned I felt in my life.
Without work to distract me, the coping mechanism that had kept me going — my eating disorder — suddenly became unbearable.

There were countless breaking points along the recovery journey.

One was in front of my closet — trying to fit into a pair of pants that wouldn’t button, yanking clothes off the hanger, trying to find something, ANYTHING that would feel like me again. And I just lost it – collapsed on the floor in tears and rage, surrounded by clothes that felt like proof I was failing. Grieving a body I thought made me worthy, thinking, “I can’t live like this anymore.”

It was one of those breakdowns that cracked me open to real healing.

Because I realized healing wasn’t about fixing my body — it was about finally feeling what my system had spent years trying to outrun.

What I didn’t realize until much later was the cost of all those years my system spent trying to keep me safe — by staying small, by staying busy, by staying in control.

The missed moments of joy. The friendships I kept at arm’s length. The way I kept showing up in the world as half of myself, afraid to take up space.

And I thought, if I could feel this lost while knowing so much about health and healing… how many other women were living the same story?

I’ve come a long way, but I’m still present to the struggle so many women wrestle with every day — the self-doubt, body shame, and disconnection that can take so many forms.

And that, my dear, is why I do the work I do —  helping women reclaim the peace, confidence, and wholeness that’s already inside them.

Because no one should have to keep fighting themselves just to feel at home in their own skin.