One day, I saw a picture of myself from a friend’s birthday party. I stared into my lifeless eyes in that photograph – evidence of my misery, and a truth smack to my soul.
It was the wake up call I desperately needed. I was so out of alignment, attracting all the wrong men, drinking far too much, and was completely disconnected from my truth.
Listen, I was the champion of binging relationship podcasts, devouring every book on love, chanting affirmations, and meditating. I even went from one healer to the next, which helped me stir up my wounds and gain awareness, but I didn’t want to sit around and talk about my wounds for 10 years.
I wanted my soulmate. I wanted a family.
I knew this was my birthright.