Self-awareness is something I’ve fallen in love with over time. Before I was aware of my thoughts, feelings and actions, I was a hot mess.
I dealt with years of debilitating anxiety. Instead of dealing with it, I ran. This led to self-sabotage, fear of happiness and racing thoughts on the daily… On the fucking daily. Can you imagine? I can’t, but it definitely happened and no one understood it, including myself.
I was only 20 and in my third year of university and varsity volleyball when I found out I was pregnant with someone I wasn’t in a serious relationship with. I had thought for sure that was rock bottom, but surprise, surprise… it wasn’t. My anxiety only worsened for a brief period after my daughter was born until I finally decided to make a change.
The first change I made was small, but necessary. I started to eat clean and work out because I was most comfortable with it. It was only after I had went back to University full-time that I began to understand the importance of self-awareness and mindset. Let me set this scene up for you. I was a single mother, living 2 hours away from any family with a 5 month old (adorable) baby going to University full-time to finish my business degree and I was the happiest I’d been in a long fucking time.