There’s something fascinating (and frustrating) about getting older: you start to notice the fads you once lived through coming back around.
When I was 11, I was put on my first diet. At the time, I was a healthy young girl approaching puberty, and like so many, my body was changing. My parents, doing the best they could with the knowledge they had, followed what was popular — and that was the Atkins diet. High animal protein, minimal vegetables, no fruit. I won’t get into the specifics, because that’s not the point.
The point is what it did to my relationship with food and with myself. Something in me clicked: I started to believe that restriction equaled worth. That smaller was better. That if I could just control what I ate, I’d be accepted, desirable, successful. Growing up in the Britney Spears, low-rise jeans, and tabloid-fueled “body shaming” era only cemented that belief.
That early imprint followed me for years. For two decades, I lived in cycles of restriction, self-criticism, and the nagging belief that I was never quite “enough.” Even when I was at my smallest, it still wasn’t good enough.
But that was then.
Now — after years of self-work, learning, unlearning, and healing — things are different. I’ve come home to my body. I’ve rebuilt my relationship with food. I eat with joy. I eat to nourish and to heal. It’s not always perfect, but I’ve created a feedback loop based on abundance rather than scarcity. I know what it feels like to eat in a way that makes me feel alive and strong.
And yet, despite all this personal healing, I still see it happening — women being targeted, sold to, and made to feel “less than” by diet culture in its ever-evolving disguise.
The cycle repeats.
The Dukan Diet has been replaced by “high-protein everything” and cottage cheese obsessions. Appetite suppressants have morphed into injections like Ozempic. The messaging is the same: quick fixes, shortcuts, magic pills. But none of it addresses the root cause — the relationship you have with yourself and your body.
These shortcuts may work for a moment, but eventually, the weight comes back. The habits return. The shame deepens. And the cycle repeats.
Diets don’t work. Neither do most drugs. What works is the real work: small, consistent steps, taken daily, with patience and compassion. One percent better every day.
This — this history repeating itself — is why I do what I do.
I want women who are tired of dieting, tired of chasing, tired of self-loathing, to find me. To find a coach who understands, who’s lived it, who’s made her mess her message, who has written books on it and dedicated her life to helping others break free.
Returning home to your body is possible. True health, true balance, and true freedom are within reach.
You don’t have to drown in the noise of quick fixes, Instagram trends, and ungrounded promises.
I am here — as a guide, a support, and someone who knows exactly what it feels like to be lost, and exactly how it feels to come home.
If you’re ready to break the cycle and build something real, I would love to work with you.
Let’s find your way back to balance — together.
