Three years ago, I was you.

High-functioning on the outside. Dying on the inside. Post-divorce, jobless, single mom, crying in the shower because it was the only place no one could hear me.

Everyone said "You just need rest." But I didn't need rest. I needed to understand what was happening in my nervous system.

So I got certified (CPD & IPHM trauma-informed coach), combined my degrees in psychology and adult learning with lived experience, and built the roadmap I wish I'd had.

Not from a textbook. From the ashes.

I have a phoenix feather tattooed on my foot: "Because of you, I will not fail."

It was a promise to my kids that I would rise. But it became a promise to you too.