"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
- Anaïs Nin
"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
- Anaïs Nin
I’m drawn to helping people who are in “in-between” phases of life because I know what it feels like when everything familiar falls away and you’re left asking, Who am I now?
Times of uncertainty can feel dark and scary, but they also offer a chance at reinvention if you meet them with curiosity, self-compassion, and persistence.
For much of my adult life, anxiety has been a constant companion. At times, the fear became so intense that I developed agoraphobia and couldn’t leave my apartment. Twice, I had to take medical leave and move back in with my parents to recover. Watching life move on while I stood still was devastating. I felt like a hostage in my own mind.
But doing nothing felt worse. So I started with what I could manage—short car rides with my mom, meals out with my family, small moments that slowly chipped away at the fear. Each one reminded me I was capable of healing, even when progress felt painfully slow.
Recovery changed me. It taught me to notice what’s easy to overlook—the quiet victories, the ordinary days, the people fighting invisible battles. Most of all, it taught me self-compassion. Letting go of who I thought I should be and learning to meet myself as I am became the ground I stand on.
In 2020, that ground shifted again when my 18-year corporate career ended during the COVID layoffs. Losing that job was disorienting—it had been my structure and my proof of worth. I freelanced to get by, gave up my apartment, and moved back home. Without my career to define me, I felt like I had lost my foundation.
For a long time, I didn’t know who I was becoming. But eventually, I remembered my unfinished goal of becoming a life coach, something I’d started in 2018 before my full-time job took over most of my energy. I thought back to that first certification and how meaningful it felt to listen to people’s stories and be part of their moments of change. That experience stayed with me, so I decided to return to it, update my training, and get certified again.
Getting certified again didn’t solve everything, but it gave me direction. From there, I started building a life shaped less by who I thought I should be and more by curiosity, compassion, and a willingness to meet myself where I am, just as I hope to help my clients do for themselves.