From a teen mom in Houston to a survivalist in South Carolina. I don’t just teach reinvention: I am the blueprint.

My life truly started when I was 16 in Houston, TX, when I became a teen mother. In that moment, I made a silent, desperate vow: Failure was not an option.

I entered a decade long sprint. I worked every job, stacked certifications, earned licenses and collected titles like armor. I had to “Make It” by any means necessary. To the world; I was the one who never quit. I was the start employee, the dependable mother, the strong friend, the good spouse- the everything to everyone.

On the outside I was “Making It” all work. On the inside, my life was a mess being held together by sheer willpower. I was decorating instability, unaware that the foundation was crumbling.

Eventually it all came down when I ended up on my mother-in-laws couch with a newborn and by this time, this was kid number three. Yep we lost everything because I couldn’t no longer work.

I knew I needed a radical shift. I was “The strong one” with no foundation.

Ten years and three kids later, I packed up and moved to South Carolina for a fresh start. My youngest being only seven days old. I thought the move was the answer, But the universe had one more lesson for me.