For much of my life, I felt unseen, unheard and misunderstood. That silence grew into a deep internal shame and fed the beliefs that I was somehow both too much and not enough. To survive, I turned to strategies that kept me safe but never truly connected, such as: fawning, people pleasing, co-dependency, perfectionism and even isolation. While these protected me, they also kept me from the one thing I longed for most: genuine belonging.
Slowly, through therapy, journaling, meditation and learning about the nervous system, things began to shift. I started to see that my shame stories weren’t proof that something was inherently wrong with me — they were wounds that yearned to be witnessed, held, accepted and loved. Later, through practices like parts work and mindfulness, I discovered ways to meet the parts of myself I had hidden away with compassion instead of judgment.
Recently, I deepened this work in a Vipassana meditation retreat, where silence made the darkest corners of myself impossible to ignore. In that space, I experienced what happens when we stop resisting and fearing our shadow: even the most painful parts can be seen for their purpose, understood with equanimity, and released from the grip of shame. With that came a lightness, ease and a full body relief of no longer needing to mask myself for outside approval and external validation.
All of these experiences have led me to this work.