Keep. GOING.

In 2022, something was seriously wrong with me.
Not “I’m overwhelmed.” Not “I need a break.”
Wrong.

I couldn’t eat.
I couldn’t sleep.

I was either furious or sobbing and I didn’t understand why.
My body felt like it was on fire and my brain wouldn’t shut off.

I kept telling myself to just push through – because look at the timing.

My book, Unfiltered, was launching with Hay House.

So many people had poured time, energy, belief into this book.
Editors. A publisher. A team. Readers.

And I fwas actively falling apart in public.

I remember finally screaming that I needed help.

Because I couldn’t hold it together one more day.

I voluntarily checked myself into a psych ward.
I was diagnosed bipolar.
I had to disappear.
I had to hand everything over.
I needed my feet back on the ground because I didn’t trust myself anymore.

I was humiliated. I was embarrassed.
I was convinced I had made a fool of myself online.

I thought I had ruined my reputation, my momentum, my career – all at the exact moment it was supposed to “pay off.”

Leaving felt impossible.
Coming back felt worse.

What I didn’t know – what I couldn’t know from that hospital bed – was that Unfiltered would go on to become a New York Times bestseller.

That the breakdown didn’t erase the work.

That the pause didn’t cancel the impact.

That rebuilding myself slowly would actually make space for a version of success I could survive.

That season almost broke me.

But it also saved me from a future that would have been worse. 

So if everything feels like it’s collapsing at the worst possible time…
please don’t assume it’s over.

Sometimes the interruption is the intervention.

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