For years, I believed I was a victim — and that belief kept me trapped in my past.

I grew up fast. I was drinking heavily before I could drive, hanging out in bars, surrounded by drugs, and often objectified.

My parents were fighting their own demons, numbing their pain with drugs and alcohol, and my childhood bore the weight of their unhealed wounds.

I coped the only way I knew how: I numbed. Drugs, alcohol, toxic relationships, anything that could distract me from my pain. I battled anxiety, depression, addiction, and deep self-loathing for as long as I can remember.


Eventually, my lifestyle became fatal and I came face-to-face with death.

And that’s where everything changed.

I made a promise to God that if my life was spared, I would turn it around and use my story to help others do the same.

It wasn’t pretty.

My life had been burned to the ground — legally, financially, mentally, emotionally, spiritually.

But I fought for my healing. I rebuilt from the ground up.

Along the way, I discovered that my pain wasn’t random — it was a pattern.

Generational trauma.
Childhood programming.
A nervous system stuck in survival.

And as I healed, I realized I wasn’t just healing for me — I was healing for my family, for the women who came before me, for the women who will come after me.

Today, I am a trauma-informed coach, retreat leader, and founder of The Ash & Honey Movement.

I teach women to dig up the roots of their pain, reprogram their beliefs, heal their inner child, and create a life that feels like freedom.

My story isn’t just something I survived — it’s the reason I’m here. The reason I hold space for the conversations most people avoid. The reason I believe silence kills.

I see the women who feel too much and not enough all at once.

The women who carry secrets, shame, and stories that were never theirs to begin with.

I see you.

And I know the way home.