My Story

I was the girl who tried on identities like clothes. I disguised myself with clothes and masks of different personalities. For years, I hid behind an extensive wardrobe of different styles and excessive striving for accomplishments, desperately wanting to be fully known and fully loved.
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Yet, fearful of exposing my authentic self or engaging too much in close relationships. One day, I decided to change my body, instead of my clothes. For over a decade, a total identity crisis and addiction, in the form of an eating disorder overtook my life and almost ended it. Through these destructive patterns, I became not enough and too much at the same time.  I perceived and expected rejection in every situation and it became a self-fulfilling prophecy in many ways. I developed destructive habits of self-sabotage that drove a wedge in my most meaningful relationships. 

No matter how much striving and accomplishment, that “enough line” kept moving and I could never reach it.