I learned early on to perform strength even when I felt small inside. I covered my trauma-born self-doubt with controlled perfectionism and played the role of “the confident one” to survive.

But behind the polished surface, I struggled. Stage anxiety during auditions became overwhelming. My body became the battleground for everything I couldn’t express. That path eventually broke – and so did I. And that breaking… became a turning point.

Today, as a mother of two, I no longer perform for others. I live

with myself.

I’ve found a deeper appreciation for my body, not for how it looks or performs, but for how it carries me.

The performance anxiety that once silenced me has become the very doorway to the work I now do.

Now I help others meet that fear – not to fight it, but to walk with it. Because our voice becomes most powerful when it rises from truth, not tension.