Okay, real talk: when was the last time you sat down with your thoughts and didn’t immediately reach for your phone? 🧐 For me, it was approximately… checks notes… never. Until I accidentally…
Read moreOkay real talk – who else used to treat Sundays like a pre-Monday panic attack? 🙋♀️ Raise your hand if you’ve ever spent the “day of rest” doom-scrolling work emails, cramming forgotten chores,…
Read moreLook, I’ll admit it: I used to think yoga was just glorified stretching for people who owned too many linen pants. Then one Tuesday, after spending 20 minutes crying in my car because…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real. Last Tuesday, I had a full-blown meltdown in the Whole Foods checkout line because they ran out of my favorite coconut yogurt. The cashier side-eyed me like I’d announced…
Read moreOkay, real talk: when was the last time you actually enjoyed a bubble bath without mentally drafting your grocery list? 📝🛁 Yeah, me neither. Let’s unpack this whole “self-care” circus – because somewhere…
Read more“Confessions of a Recovering Workaholic: How I Stopped Burning Out & Built a Biz That Loves Me Back”
Okay, real talk time. Ever had a breakdown in your office chair? 🙋♀️ No? Just me? Let’s rewind. Two years ago, I was that girl – hustling 18-hour days, chugging cold brew like…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a sec. Who else has ugly-cried in a Target parking lot because their oat milk latte wasn’t ~aEsThEtIc~ enough for the ’gram? 🙋♀️ Raise your hand, no judgment…
Read moreOkay, real talk ladies… When my therapist suggested meditation instead of my nightly Cabernet coping mechanism? I laughed so hard I spilled rosé on my yoga pants. 🍷💃 But three panic attacks and…
Read moreOkay, confession time… 🫣 Remember when “self-care” meant chugging rosé while binge-watching Netflix? 🍷 Same, girl. But after my third mid-day meltdown (crying over spilled oat milk latte counts, right?), I realized my…
Read moreOkay babes, let’s get real – who else has cried in the shower while mentally rehearsing work presentations? 🙋♀️ Last month, I became that girl who forgot her own phone number mid-conversation because…
Read more