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For years, I thought love meant always saying yes.
Yes to favors I didnât want to do.
Yes to crossing my own boundaries.
Yes to bending myself into whatever version of me I thought others wanted.
I told myself it was kindness. I told myself it was love. But the truth? It wasnât love at all.
It was...
đš My Story
When I was younger, saying no to drugs was easy. They felt foreign, dangerous, and outside of me. But intimacy? That was different.
Sometimes my yes wasnât a real yes. It was a survival yes.
A âkeep me safeâ yes.
A âdonât leave meâ yes.
If youâve ever been there â where your body whisp...
đ The Cry That Almost Broke Me
Iâll never forget the night I thought I lost it all. My husband and I were separated, both seeing other people, and I sat across from him at dinnerâheart pounding, hands tremblingâas I told him the truth: I want you back.
He looked at me with steady eyes and said wor...
Iâve built studios. Iâve closed studios.
Iâve signed divorce papers⌠and then torn them up.
Iâve failed classes, failed in business, failed in friendships.
And Iâve gotten back up. Every. Single. Time.
Because hereâs the truth: anything worth doing will test you first.
Failure is not a sign you s...
đ¨ Red Flags, Lockouts & Lessons: How I Walked Away From âThe Perfectâ Studio Space â And Why You Might Need To, Too
The first time I saw it, I swear my heart skipped a beat.
Two historic brick buildings, built in 1900, standing side by side like sisters. Each had its own loft â one for Lumina, my ...
⨠Look At Me Now: The Truth About Building a Dream Life (From the Inside Out)
You see the photos.
The glowing studio lights.
The curated Canva boards.
The workouts that make you feel alive and fierce.
But what you donât always seeâŚ
is the emotional earthquake it takes to become the woman who build...
