Listen, I cuss and I ain’t about to change that about me.

As a matter of fact, it’s part of me de-weaponising words that have been used against women for a long time.

For example, owning the fuck out of the word Bitch turns me the fuck on, and it makes me feel powerful.

Damn right I’m a Bad Bitch. And so are you (takes one to know one 😉 )

So, what did NOT owning my MF Power look like?

Hiding.
Being afraid to be seen.
Being socialised and taught not to be too loud.
To not disturb other people.

In essence, I was taught how to be LESS me.

And that was a very painful journey. I didn’t understand what was happening, why I wasn’t happy, despite having ticked off all the “shoulds”.

I thought there was something wrong with me. That I was broken and unworthy. And that showed up as me being the victim of Every. Fucking. Thing.

I was in a relationship where I made anything my partner did or didn’t do mean that he didn’t love me. I had a career that I knew I didn’t want to be in, but because I was pretty damn good at it, I stayed.

I was playing the VICTIM - feeling like I wasn’t in control of anything in my life - it felt like life was happening TO me.

And then I found my salvation. Through ending my relationship, I started slowly finding my way back to myself.

I became a self-help junkie. And eventually that led me to finding coaching.