I'm an embodiment and nervous system regulation coach helping women who feel emotionally disconnected, misunderstood, or stuck in survival mode reconnect with their bodies, reclaim their voice, and create inner safety—without bypassing their pain. Everything I offer has been forged in my own journey of learning how to come home to myself. My story begins early in life and before I share it, I want to be clear: I hold no blame or resentment toward anyone involved. We’re all capable of healing and deserving of love and understanding. I choose compassion for those who acted from fear, pain, or an unhealed places. As a child, I learned that love could be both beautiful and complicated. My parents separated when I was very young, and while the photographs from that time show a smiling family, the reality behind them was far more complex. My mother and I were victims of my father’s instability, and by age two she made the brave decision to leave for our safety. In an attempt to co-parent, she allowed him to take my brother and I to Colombia to visit family. A two-week trip turned into six months. He kept us there against her will. When I returned, I only spoke Spanish—unintelligible to those around me. My mother would often call my aunts to translate so she could meet my basic needs. That experience planted a deep imprint in my nervous system: I am misunderstood. I don’t know how to communicate. I am unseen. The emotional isolation didn’t end there. My father later went to jail (for unrelated reasons), and my mother—doing her best as a single parent—was overwhelmed and battling depression. From a child’s mind, I internalized it as: I must not be worthy of love. I know now that wasn’t the truth—but as children, we don’t understand the weight adults carry. We just feel what isn’t spoken. School wasn’t much easier. I had ADHD and absence seizures, which made learning difficult and memory unreliable. I was the quiet, sensitive one—aware of emotions no one else acknowledged. Then life added even more to my story: Depression and Anxiety Unhealthy habits Tragic loss of a parent. Endured miscarriage. Endured sexual assault. Faced spiritual trauma. Deep social rejection. But this is not a story of pain. It’s a story of reclamation. Through somatic healing, embodiment work, and nervous system regulation, I found my way back. I rebuilt belonging from the inside out. And now—I help other women do the same.