You know how most women always assume that when you get to that “perfect” weight, you’ll feel a whole lot happier, have more confidence, and actually enjoy catching a glimpse of yourself in the mirror?

“I used to think that, too—
until the number on the scale reached its lowest point…
And so did I.”

When I was in high school, I noticed that my body didn’t match the girls I saw on TV or in magazines, and quickly decided there was something wrong with it.

It needs to be fixed and changed. My thighs were too big, my arms were to flabby, and my stomach wasn’t flat enough.

I thought “If I could just lose weight, THEN I’d be happy, confident, popular, and live a great life!”

So I adopted a “no pain, no gain” approach. I ate as little food as possible, avoided eating fat (then carbs) like it was the plague, popped diet pills like they were candy, and spent hours at the gym every day.

My type A, rule-following self loved it. I felt like I had a clear pathway and a sense of structure and control with what food choices to make to reach my goal.

It was going great, I was seeing the number on the scale go down, I thought I could do this forever!

BUT! After some time, it started to feel harder, and I noticed other side effects: 

Sure at first I was psyched about it, but that quickly faded.

I didn’t feel any happier, more worthy, or more confident.

I felt hopeless and frustrated.

And I still felt self-conscious, uncomfortable in my own skin, and deprived, but also overwhelmed about maintaining my new weight.

“It made no sense to me, I followed all the “rules”…what gives??
Why did I still feel so miserable?”

That moment was what I refer to as my “diet rock bottom.”

I was waking up every day, fighting food and hating my body. It was an overwhelming and exhausting way to live. But I didn’t know what to do. I felt broken and hopeless, and terrified of gaining weight.

Then, when I was 22, my dad was diagnosed with Parkinson’s, and my whole world got turned upside down.

The doctors told us it was an incurable, degenerative disease, and we were all devastated. My mom and I set out to find ways to slow the progression as much as possible, and discovered studies which have shown a direct correlation between common food ingredients and chronic diseases like Parkinson’s. 

Not only did we succeed in helping my dad, but it was just what I needed to take action with a new approach. I started by really questioning what I was doing to my body.

His diagnosis was a real wake up call for me from the diet trance I had spent so much of my life in, and was the catalyst to changing my relationship with food and my body…and ultimately my career!

“Before I knew it, I was effortlessly living my life—
I eat what I want to eat, in amounts that feel good, and
I feel happy & confident about myself and my body.”

Through my journey, I discovered my true passion.

I went back to school to change careers. I trained at the Institute of Integrative Nutrition and the Institute for the Psychology of Eating. 

Today, I get to help clients learn how to get off the stuckness cycle, and step into their happiest, healthiest, most confident self.

Where food is an enjoyable part of life rather than a stressful obsession.

And where their body is something to treat with respect and appreciation rather than blame and shame.

If the above sounds like you, here’s what I want you to know:

1. There’s a better, easier and more enjoyable way to get what you want out of life.
2. You can look great AND feel great…without depriving yourself or feeling miserable.
3. You really can have it all—and sooner than you might think.

I’m living proof, and so are my clients.

You can live that reality, too.