In grade school, I took up smoking to be cool.

In grade school, I took up smoking to be cool. It didn’t work. The cool kids were lame anyways.

I flirted with boys I didn’t like because I didn’t want to be called a prude.

I hung out with people who were evil fucking humans because they were popular.

I bit my tongue when I heard other people talking smack about someone else, instead of defending them.

I saw people being taken advantage of and said nothing. I didn’t want to be a “rat”.

I said and did things that make me sick to my stomach.

I was a total fucking hyprocrite for years, saying I was SO against the things I was secretly doing behind closed doors.

I drank Peach Schnapps straight from the bottle in the basement of someone’s house I didn’t know.

I walked the streets all night with a friend nightly, often barefoot, hiding in ditches when we saw car lights headed our way, to avoid being snatched and assaulted.

I met strange men in person that I’d only ever talked to online, a lot of the time I’d only ever spoken to them once.

One time I ended up at someone’s apartment and found a gun under the pillow on their bed. I kept visiting him.

I went to a news reporter’s home, by myself, with his cameraman, and he filmed me in his living room. He thankfully didn’t chop me up into small pieces and bury me in his backyard. He could have. (It’s still weird to see his face on the news.)

I tried so fucking hard to be liked. I did pretty much anything people asked me to do if I thought they might like me for doing it.

They rarely did.

I was not liked by many. I’ve only ever had one or two friends at a time.

Not many people can handle me. I’m a real big pain in the ass. I’m dramatic. I’m over the top. I’m unrealistic. I want what I want and I want it NOW.

And these days? I own that shit. Because I’m also a fucking delight.

But this came after decades of trying to be liked by people who didn’t deserve to be in my life.

This came after years of shoplifting, stealing from friends and family, drugs, sex with strangers, abuse, and hurting myself every day.

This came after anger management classes.

This came after debt on top of debt.

This came from being sick and fucking tired of being treated like dirt. By others and myself.

I don’t know what made me snap. But snapped, I did. and since then, my life has done a total 180.

I now am surrounded by a group of high-vibe, inspiring, and hella supportive friends. 

I make multiple 6-figures every year just BEING ME and doing whatever the F that I wanna do. 

I live in the place I never thought I could afford to live. 

I have an incredible husband and 2 kids that make me so proud.

I’m fortunate to mentor men & women that are doing incredible things in the world. 

I AM HAPPY. 

I AM ABUNDANT. 

I AM FREE. 

All because I chose it. Because I chose to let go of who I thought I had to be, and instead, stepped into and accepted who I really am. 

You can choose the same. 

Choose to love you. You are lovable. 

Choose to invest in you. You are worthy of support. 

Choose to surround yourself with supportive friends & family. You are so deserving.

Choose to let go of the negative thoughts in your mind. The “what ifs”, the fears, the doom and gloom beliefs. 

Choose to step into who you really are. 

LOVE THAT PERSON.

CHOOSE THAT PERSON.

Once you do, you’ll find that life starts to get sweeter. Easier. More fun. More exciting.

And that, my friend, is when your life REALLY begins.