From My Own Enemy to My Own Goddess
My life has been shaped by tragic loss, separation, confusion, control, and responsibility. Those experiences quietly and slowly taught me who I would become, the choices I would make, and the way I would learn to move through life.
For many years, I lived disconnected from myself—shrinking, over-accommodating, putting everyone else’s needs before mine, trying to control all situations in the hopes of the best result for everyone, wanting no one to hurt and to definitely not be hurt myself, looking for perfection and never failing because I believed that everyone, including God, had failed me. I moved through life without a plan, vision, or direction—numb to my own pain, needs, wants, and inner voice. I was, in many ways, my own worst enemy.
Motherhood
After the birth of my first child, my inner world began to unravel. I had a mental breakdown and eventually, became a single parent. What followed were years of anxiety, panic, medication, therapy, and searching for relief. I knew that there had to be an answer on how to heal myself somewhere. I looked to God, coaches, books, courses—anywhere, except for inside of myself.
Marriage
I never thought I’d marry or find love. Within our marriage I found deep love and pain. I learned about commitment, compassion, addiction, pain, survival, silence, healing, communication, and growth. I learned to grow alone and with my partner. I learned what it means to stay instead of fleeing. I learned that you can be even more in love after 20 years of marriage.
Finding my Calling
In 2016, I met my business partner. Through her own pain and courage in life, she discovered a strategy to help humans find the limiting belief that stops them from moving forward in life.
Together, we have been working on bringing this to the world. Due to the ups and downs of life, it has sped us up and slowed us down. We have struggled to find the direction of how to share this with the world—not without trying. In the end, I honestly believe it is because neither one of us was ready. Now, I can truly only speak for myself, and I know this to be true for me. I needed ALL the circumstances that showed up to gain a knowing within me that I can help myself and now, others. I needed to learn about emotional regulation, trauma work, and how to communicate—my favorite subjects to explore.
Caregiving, Loss, and Moving
November 2025, my husband, and I made the decision to live with my mother to support her with a health issue. We became her caregivers. If you have ever heard the saying, “If you think you’re enlightened, move home” you know how challenging that is.
Out of the blue, in mid-January, our Mama Jo, my mother-in-law, left us abruptly. The same day my husband’s uncle passed away. And at the beginning of February, my brother was struck with two serious health issues.
It started to feel like I was holding my breath again, waiting for the next shoe to drop. I slid into depression, sadness, overwhelm, chaos, anxiety, and fear. My system started failing me again and my mind was in a state of fogginess.
Late March, my husband, and I decided that we need to move back to the state where our family lives. With everything happening and being my mom’s caregiver, we decided we wanted to be closer and enjoy our time with our family.
And that brings us to April 2026
These days, I continue to study and research trauma work, psychology, nutrition, and communication. I am learning how to manage my time with the addition of my mom’s care and I’m working on figuring out what’s next for me. I still want to coach, and I don’t know what that looks like currently. That’s where this page comes into play. I’ve decided that between here, Substack, and Instagram (some TikTok) I’ll just share my journey. I’ll let the flow of life and connecting with others help develop what that looks like. (Once I figure out how to use WordPress, I’ll include links to my other channels.)
“The parts you hide (aka your Shadow) are not your enemies; they are parts of you, waiting to be validated and witnessed.”
With & in love
Michelle