New beginnings don’t show up all neat and confident with a bow on top. Nah—mine showed up messy as hell, tangled in fear, hope, and just barely enough courage to whisper, ‘Screw it, let’s go.’
I Started Anyway
I didn’t wait until I had it all together.
Because if I had, I’d still be sitting in that dark room, paralyzed by the weight of “not ready yet.”
Truth is… I started this whole thing—Live Your Truth Lab, my healing, my comeback—with a heart still broken, a brain that barely functioned without my meds, and a grief so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts.
I started this as a BRCA-positive, neurodivergent, trauma-worn mom who had just buried her son and lost the life she once knew.
There was no roadmap. No clarity. Just me, a laptop, and a soul screaming, “We can’t stay here anymore.”
I had no plan.
Just a whisper: “Start.”
So I did.
And it was messy.
I second-guessed everything.
I talked to the ceiling a lot.
I cried while writing blog drafts and screamed into pillows when the tech broke.
I took naps when I should’ve been networking.
I healed in public, not polished but real—and it’s been the most honest thing I’ve ever done.
Because the truth is: healing doesn’t wait for perfection.
And neither does purpose.
So if you’re waiting for a sign or the “right time” to begin—let this be it.
Start in your slippers. Start mid-breakdown. Start with your meds still kicking in.
Start scared.
Just start anyway.
#BeginBeforeYoureReady
#LiveYourTruthLab
#MentalHealthAwarenessMonth
#DontStop
#MessyStartMagic
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