Why can’t we ever just admit it? We feel it, we know it, it’s there lingering. We need help, empathy, solutions and most importantly, we need support – yet we get up, drag our tired butts to the kitchen, throw back coffee as if we’re reliving our college Jagermeister days, put on our stretchy pants, and do the same grind we do every single day, praying that our bed is there to greet us sooner than later, but dreading the reality that sometimes even when we are dead dog tired, we still can’t always fall asleep or stay asleep. Nevermind that our fitness plan is getting us nowhere or that it’s non-existent, we don’t know what to eat that doesn’t leave us feeling bloated, exhausted, or still far from our fat loss goals, we don’t know how to keep it together and we are just downright angry about everything. How did we get here? Is this the life we imagined? Where is the joy? Why are we collectively Falling the F*** Apart? Why are we too tired to be happy?
So that paragraph you just read, that’s a big chunk of my own life story. This scenario has too often been my own reality, and until I dug in, or better stated – finally admitted that I had fallen apart, was I able to garner the tools necessary to start putting my life back together. I literally let it ALL fall apart. My health, my career, my marriage, a few of my friendships, and even my joy. Everything. Gone. Caput. See ya later. It left me in a place that felt strangely raw, new, and for the first time, very very real. In the act of finally admitting and responding to the reality that I had hit an emotional and physical rock bottom was I able to see the bigger picture of what was necessary to start putting it back together again. I knew however that the act of rebuilding had to be different than the structure I had previously built that got me to the place where everything literally imploded – I had to first rebuild a solid foundation. The rebuilding started with a complete new look at what “self care” meant to me; the base of all that truly holds us together. It started with putting myself first and letting go of the guilt that I used to associate with self care as being selfish.
I had to let go of a LOT of my old story and start writing a new one, and only with the support and help of a few powerful women in my life was I able to figure out how to move forward and find my joy again. It’s still a work in progress but I am finally ok with where I am right now. I’m finally ok with knowing that this is a journey and that it’s not a race, that what I have to share with the world is valuable, that I know I can help other people without letting myself ever neglect my heart, my soul, and most importantly, my joy. My health is fluid, I know it won’t always be perfect, but I do know I can always do better, and that’s why Dr. Brooke and I started our coaching group. We are so damn passionate about sharing our journey with other women and helping them live their bigger better lives that we knew we needed to do this together.
Brooke is one of the powerful women that helped me put things back together again in a different, better way and in this crazy process called life, I support her as well. We are a team in sisterhood, womanhood, and in bringing our message to you in a way that we KNOW will help you unpack a lot of the stuff that has brought you to the brink and to rebuild what we KNOW will be a better life for you too.
From hormone help, to mindfulness coaching, to fitness programming and most importantly – community, in this group – we have it covered. The value is truly tremendous and we can offer you even more together than what you get working with just one of us solo, and at a fraction of the cost for the time you’ll be spending with us (a whole year!!!). We can’t wait to have you in our group. We don’t want you to keep on living in utter disarray, unsure of even where to begin. We have both been those women and it’s time to start really living again. Come join us! Link to register is here with all the details. See you in the group!