It’s time to break free from masking and start building a life that feels authentic.

I was a deeply sensitive and creative kid. Art was where I thrived, and I could hold conversations with adults more easily than with kids my own age; my emotional intelligence was sharp. But in crowded classrooms, under buzzing fluorescent lights, the very places where confidence was supposed to grow, mine was slowly chipped away.

Neurodiversity wasn’t even a word yet. 

I was labeled with “Unspecified Learning Disabilities,” which I later discovered were really a mix of ADHD (rarely diagnosed in girls back then), dysgraphia, dyscalculia, and dyslexia. School quickly became the place where my struggles stood out, both through the system itself and in watching other kids thrive while I worked twice as hard. I wanted so badly to succeed, but what I learned, again and again, was the painful lesson that I wasn't smart. 

My heart aches for the little girl I was. I wish I could go back and give her the support she needed, to spare her DECADES of rebuilding confidence and trying to shed the imposter syndrome that has haunted me ever since. At that young age, I didn’t know to question authority, systems, or culture (at least not until my teen years, where I rebelled against everythiiing; a story for another time).

As I grew older, and educated myself, it was clear to see that our systems prize efficiency and capital above all else and in so doing, leave many of us doubting our abilities (and sanity) often before we have the language to name it.

Now I invite others to see that conformity to broken systems is not a badge of honor we should be striving for. This work is about carving out authentic, sustainable lives, despite the culture and systems that define success so narrowly.

I help neurodivergent adults trust themselves, uncover their strengths, and claim a deep sense of belonging because the world needs what we bring. This isn’t just healing work; it’s rebellion. It’s truth to power.