I was sitting in the bath when it hit me.
Not gently. Not like a whisper.
Like a violent truth crashing through the part of me still pretending everything was fine.

Maybe I’m the problem.
Maybe I should throw it all away… My business, my dreams, the woman I used to be.

I had spent three years blaming everything else. All for a damn man.

But the truth?

I had abandoned myself.

And it didn’t matter that I had over a thousand hours of training.

Somatic healing. Energy work. Shadow work. Poured my heart into studying and cultivating my Witchcraft.

I knew the tools. I taught the tools. And I still gave my power away to a man who broke me. Again.

I abandoned my own boundaries, made excuses for his behavior, and stayed longer than I should have. Hoping my love could fix what was never mine to carry. I lost myself trying to be the safe place for someone who only brought chaos.

And I lost everything. My reputation. My voice. My passions. My community.

The shame almost silenced me. I felt like a fraud. A hypocrite. A walking contradiction.

I know how it feels to give your magic away to people and patterns that don’t deserve it. To know better… and still stay. To sit in the aftermath and realize I was in another abusive relationship. It was so subtle, I didn’t realize what it was until it was too late.

But I also know how to come back from that. To rebuild piece by piece after someone chipped away at your edges until you barely recognized the woman you used to be.

That’s why I do this work.

I don’t save women.
I don’t fix them.
I sit with them in the mess.
And I help them come home to themselves.

I love helping women who’ve betrayed themselves for love one too many times.
Who’ve learned how to read a room but forgot how to listen to their own body.
Who gave up pieces of themselves just to be chosen.

You don’t need to be better.
You don’t need to be nicer.
You don’t need to be more spiritual, more healed, or more anything.

You just need to come back to you. Let’s get you there.