My Story.

You are never broken. I must say this first. Because it is my story too.

Believe me, I am among those who have, at many times in my life, cried, screamed, and pleaded, “please help me, please mend me, please fix me!”

I have sought refuge in people, animals, alcohol, food, spending, stepping away…but as much as these things have helped me, temporarily or longer, they were false or bandaid solutions to problems that would have been much easier to overcome had I earlier realized an important truth.

We are never broken.

You may be thinking, “Amy, um, what? That’s bullshit. I feel completely crumbled or angry or upset. I feel lost, disempowered, unimportant, off track. You have no idea.”

And I feel you. I totally feel you. Because I have my own scars. I have been on the floor, wallowing. I have gone numb, been hurt, felt stupid, been broken, and beyond. I have been abused, scared, scarred, duped, fooled, foolish, emasculated, shattered, buried, grounded, and walled.

Domestic violence. Divorce. Ruin.

But all of these things happened TO me. Who I am, to the core, is still here, in this heart and in this head. And that, my friends, is still entirely whole. I am not broken, nor are you. We just need to re-learn our strength and forever wholeness.

But only I can change my beliefs. And I am still working on that, alongside you.

First, we must tell our stories, rid ourselves of the old script. For more of my story, please join me in my BLOG. For your story, it is time to make it a lesson-giver, not a dwelling space. “Tell it, but don’t dwell it.” It no longer holds sway.

The here and now is about YOU becoming personally triumphant. You will find your strength, you will shine, and will become the brightest version of yourself that not even you dreamed possible.

And you are not alone in this journey! So, let’s get started.