It wasn’t until I was 33 that I finally stopped pretending everything was okay. By then, I had already been through a divorce, escaped an abusive relationship, battled eating disorders, and survived years of suicidal thoughts and self-abandonment. I was stuck in a loop of self-sabotage, believing I wasn’t the kind of woman who got to live a good life. I thought happiness, confidence, and fulfillment were for other women—the lucky ones, the beautiful ones, the ones who somehow had it all figured out. But not me. I believed I was just meant to survive, not thrive. That life was pain, and I just had to endure it.
But slowly… something shifted. I began making small decisions for myself. I saw glimpses of possibility. I realized I could choose differently. I started taking responsibility for the life I was creating—and for the first time, I saw that I could change it. At 35, I met a mentor who told me the truth I needed to hear: the reason my life felt like a fight… was because I was the one I was fighting against. That woke something up in me. I dove into mindset work, energy healing, and embodiment. I learned how to speak to myself with love. I lost more than just weight—I released years of programming that told me I wasn’t enough. And through that process, I didn’t just rebuild my body—I reclaimed my soul. That’s why I created She Rises. Because the moment you decide to stop fighting yourself… is the moment you finally rise.
At 26 years old, I was over 300 pounds, disconnected from myself, and drowning in a life that looked “fine” on the outside—but felt empty on the inside.
