I’ve come to believe that living with integrity isn’t about rules — it’s about alignment. It’s knowing what matters most to you, deep down, and shaping your life to match.

That clarity didn’t come easily. I spent years as the classic middle child — the quiet observer, the peacekeeper — learning how to smooth things over, avoid conflict, and absorb other people’s disappointment. It made me intuitive, empathetic, and able to read a room in seconds. But it also meant I rarely checked in with myself.

I worked past burnout, cared for everyone else’s feelings, and wore the mask of “I’m fine,” until my own body and mind couldn’t hold it anymore. I spent several years slowly developing adrenal and cortisol issues, hormonal challenges, and hypothyroidism. I was running two small businesses, raising two small children, and in a dysfunctional marriage with a partner who traveled half the week, and played golf the other half of the week.

Then four years ago, my life cracked wide open. My life turned upside down. My marriage was a fraud. I no longer knew who I’d spent 18 years, my adult life up to that point, with. The loss was sudden and shattering — but hidden in it was something I hadn’t felt in years: freedom. I couldn’t keep up the façade, so for the first time, I stopped trying. I let my truth spill out, raw and unfiltered. And in that space, I realized how rare it is — especially for women — to give ourselves that permission.

Now, this is the heart of my work: helping women find their way back to themselves. To what’s meaningful, to what matters at the end of the day, to the version of themselves they see when no one else’s opinion is in the room. Together, we build the muscles — slowly, steadily — to stand in that truth without apology. And from there, we start crafting a life that feels free, clear, and entirely your own.