For years, I was the dependable one.
The firstborn fixer. The single mom who never stopped moving, it seemed like there was no time to pause. The high‑capacity businesswoman who could handle any and everything, until the weight of it all finally broke me open.
Burnout hit my body, my relationships, and my faith all at once. I numbed my exhaustion with food, alcohol, and overwork. I hid my pain behind knowledge & competence. I kept performing because slowing down felt dangerous — like I’d lose everything I’d worked so hard to hold together.
My turning point came the night I fell — physically, emotionally, spiritually.
I was bruised, ashamed, and exhausted. And for the first time, I whispered, “I can’t keep living like this.”
Four months later, God met me in a way I didn’t expect. Not with shame, but with clarity. I began rebuilding my life through small, steady rhythms: church, counseling, forgiveness, sobriety, rest, and truth. Healing didn’t make me perfect. It is making me whole.
Now I walk beside women who feel like I once did: overwhelmed, overextended, and quietly unraveling. Women who want peace but don’t know where to start. Women who want to feel like themselves again.
My coaching is trauma‑informed, faith‑optional, and deeply human. I don’t teach hustle. I don’t teach behavior modification, that rarely works long term. I teach restoration, the kind that brings you home to yourself for good.
Cheryl Strayed — Author of Wild