I’ve always been the “wise” one – the person that people always came to for advice. It was flattering, sure, but I lived in my head. ALOT.
It wasn’t a problem at first, but over time, being the wise sage came with some side effects. I developed IBS and bloating as an early teen. I bit my nails terribly and suffered from rashes and anxiety. By the time I was a senior in high school, I developed a full blown eating disorder that severed my connection to my body and destroyed my self esteem.
This disease stayed with me for 15 years, and at some times in my life, felt like the only friend I had. I felt as though I was living a double life, and no one was able to help me truly thrive. I wanted to heal myself and these early health struggles inspired me to pursue a masters in Clinical Nutrition, spend years studying yoga and ayurveda, open a yoga studio, and build a community of thousands.
But, my heart and my spirit were starving - searching for connection & belonging - something that no amount of knowledge, success, or smarts can bring.