Hey Gorgeous, Let’s Get Real for a Second...

You’ve been feeling it, haven’t you?

That ache inside that whispers, “You’re meant for so much more.”

You dream of waking up excited about life, feeling grounded in who you are, loving what you see in the mirror, and thriving in every aspect of your life—but something keeps holding you back.

I get it, babe.



Feeling invisible, Unworthy and Completely unsure of who I was or what I was meant to do. I thought if I could just fix my body, everything else would fall into place.

And I did it—I lost 220 pounds. A victory so many women dream of. I thought that was the missing piece. I thought it would heal all my insecurities, silence the self-doubt, and finally make me happy.

But it didn’t.

Even after transforming my body, I still felt out of alignment with myself. My truth. My purpose. That emptiness was still there, and it was suffocating. I was left wondering: If this isn’t it… then what is?



The real me—the woman I was created to be—was locked away, waiting for the “right time” to show up. The time when she’d feel safe to be seen, to share her truth, to express herself freely without judgment. But that moment never came, and I stayed hidden… every single day.

The hardest part?

Because I kept the real me buried, I was constantly showing up as someone else. I became a different version of myself with every person I spent time with—trying to fit in, be liked, or avoid conflict. I told myself, This is what you have to do to get through life. But deep down, I felt lonelier and more disconnected than ever.

And then I broke. Completely.

The weight of pretending, hiding, and ignoring my own needs became unbearable. Imagine carrying a mask every day, one that hides your exhaustion, your pain, and your truth. You wear it because you think you have to—because being everything for everyone else feels like your responsibility. But underneath, there’s a storm brewing. This is what I was experiencing.

It started small with me ignoring my needs. I began skipping meals, not giving my all in my workouts to avoid creating the body I desired because I was being told I was unattractive, holding back my tears when hurtful words were cast at me, saying yes when every fiber of me was screaming no. I told myself it’s fine. I’d deal with it later. But later never came.

The weight piled up. The expectations, the self-doubt, the pressure to be perfect caused me to bury my dreams, silence my voice, and shrink myself into a version that felt acceptable to the world. Until one day… I couldn’t do it anymore.
I felt it coming like a crack in the dam. It was the smallest things like—a careless word, an unmet expectation, and the realization that I was so far from being who I wanted to be—it became my tipping point. And then, it happened.

I shattered.

And as I tried to put myself back together, I realized something heartbreaking: I wasn’t even holding my own pieces. They were pieces of someone else’s identity—ones I’d worn for so long that I didn’t know who I was anymore.



One night, while my husband was away for work, and I truly had time and space to connect with myself, I made the decision to finally give a true effort at journaling around the emotions that were raging through me. I felt out of control and I wanted to feel freedom from the constant fear, disconnect, and overwhelm that had been coursing through my body every day, I was desperate to try anything to gain control of my thoughts and emotions. As I journaled I began to hear my inner voice whispering to me…words flowed from me and poured out onto the paper frantically! These are some of the things my higher self said to me…“Tara, you don’t have to keep allowing others to choose how you feel in your body. You deserve to be happy and if it doesn’t feel good to others, that’s okay. Just be you.” “You’re doing incredible in life. Stop listening to the doubt that is surfacing, it’s only trying to keep you from rising up and becoming the woman you were created to be because it thinks you need to be protected. You don’t need protection because you’re strong enough to handle whatever comes your way. Look at all you’ve already accomplished!” And then there was this one…the one that set me into motion to finally emerge into the world as a Reinvention Expert for women…. “Girl, you weren’t meant to play small. God created you to be the one who changed the lives of many women…you aren’t just a weight loss coach, you are here to help women realize that they are clinging to identities that aren’t theirs. You know the way, set yourself free and become.”

Tears poured down my face as I realized—I was disconnected from my true self. The woman God created me to be had been lost in the noise of trying to be everything for everyone.

That night, I made a decision. I dusted off the box where I’d buried the real me and started reconnecting with her. Slowly, piece by piece, I began rediscovering the woman I was born to be—her quirks, her dreams, her strength, and her soul. I began the journey of healing internally.

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