I always remember being jealous of the kids growing up who knew what they wanted to do with their lives. They seemed so sure with their dreams, confident of their path in the world. In reality maybe they weren’t, but that was always my impression.
I was never one of those kids. It took me over 30 years to figure out what I want to do for the rest of my life. Sometimes I wonder if I would do things differently if I had the chance to try again. But then I remind myself that hindsight is 20/20 and that dreaming about changing the past is just a waste of time. Everything happens in life for a reason. What I have done and experienced so far in my life has made me into the person that I am today. And I am a better person because of it.
I am the youngest of three and idolized my older brothers growing up. I did what they did, followed them around (probably to the point of annoyance), and just wanted to be like them. Playing with them when I was little probably was one of the reasons why I was so good at sports. I ended up going to a college for soccer, which also happened to be the same college both of my brothers went to.
When it came to picking a major, I went the practical route and did accounting. I knew I would get a job after school, I knew what the career path would look like, I was good at it, and my older brother had done it (I see a pattern forming here…). Did I love it? I’d say no, but then again I never really thought about it.
I studied my butt off to become a certified public accountant (CPA) and began my career. It was tough, navigating being on my own for the first time in a somewhat stressful profession, while also being an insecure young adult. My 20s were hard. Looking back on it, I thought I had life figured out, but in reality I was just flying by the seat of my pants.
I was also hard on my body, physically and mentally. I subscribed to the notion that I had to look a certain way in order to be happy (which unfortunately many young women do, a soapbox for another day). I worked a lot, worked out a lot, and tried every diet in the books. I was so out of touch with my body and what nourishing it really meant. And one day it fought back.
I was in my mid twenties and living on my own in San Francisco. I remember being so tired all the time; like fall asleep at your desk tired. And I remember thinking “this can’t be normal”. But all the doctors I saw said I was fine and couldn’t explain why I felt the way that I did. Then I found a naturopathic doctor who finally gave me answers, in the form of hypothyroidism, hormone imbalances, and adrenal fatigue. And thus began my health journey.
Over six years later I am still on that journey. But despite the setbacks and challenges along the way, I would not trade what I’ve been through for anything, because through it I discovered my “why”. What I am meant to do in this life. What excites me and fills my cup.
I want to help others become their happiest, healthiest, most vibrant selves through nutrition, stress management, movement, essential oils, and other healthy lifestyle habits. We all deserve to be happy and to live vibrant, healthy lives.
The tools are at our fingertips, there just needs to be more education and support to get us there. I want to be that source, that educator. And I have taken the first step towards being just that. In a few shorts weeks I will begin a course to become a certified nutritional therapy practitioner through the Nutritional Therapy Association.
I am so excited for this new opportunity to the learn the science behind what I have experienced in my own life. Food has the power to heal and I want to learn all of the reasons why so that I can help others experience the same realization.
So here’s to embracing all the fears, chasing your dreams, and becoming a #girlboss!