I grew up in a home full of support and encouragement, with parents who would have helped me do just about anything I set my sights on.

However, at 22 years old, I found myself unhappy, unfulfilled and quite depressed with that my future looked liked....

I remember being newlywed, living in a new house, in a new town, with a new car and a new job. It was my adult life coming together. But I sat in my gray cubicle at work one day, and cried. I thought… “if this is what the rest of my life is gonna be about, just show me to the grave.”

That moment sent me on a 15 year journey to figure out “what was wrong with me.” I really felt there was something physically wrong with me… something that needed to be diagnosed or pinpointed. I decided to start making changes.

I changed jobs, my hair, my habits, my church, my car, the books I read, the food I ate, the clothes I wore, how I spent my free time, what friends I hung out with… I even changed my mattress and the paint color in my house. Nothing made me feel better.

Finally, I went to get help. I saw a therapist who suggested I wasn’t living my authentic life. He told me I had identity issues, was unsure of my purpose and had no honest direction for my existence. It was a hard pill to swallow, but he was completely right!

You see, since I can remember, I did whatever I was told to do. I didn’t move without the approval of someone that mattered. As a kid, that was my parents. As an adult, it was still my parents and now my spouse. The problem with that manner of living… it wasn’t true to me! Although those folks loved me and wanted me to be happy, they couldn’t decide what I should do or be about. They couldn’t define me or direct me. It was time for me to get to know me!

So the evolutionary process began. It was tough and at times very lonely. It seemed everyone else knew who they were, and when I tried to explain what I was searching for, they looked at me like I had three heads. My once therapist had identified the issue, but didn’t offer a lot of real solutions. My church friends, all well meaning, simply told me to pray about it. I did spend time praying, but this evolution needed to have some real movement and action added.

I am happy to say that although the process was hard and painful at times, it was the best thing I could have done for myself. Now, almost two decades later, I am confident in who I am, what I am about and what makes me, me. I no longer have the need to please everyone and I can make sure-footed decisions for myself, knowing what I want and where I am headed. I chose to #liverevised.  And now you can too!

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As you can imagine, it was incredibly depressing to know that the journey I had to go on was without real help. So, after coming out of my own experience, I knew I wanted to help women and be that resource for change that I didn’t have.

I’ll be super straight and tell you, my experience took me to the bottom. I actually ended up gaining my greatest insight and change while serving nine months at Indiana Women’s Prison. A list of felonies that stemmed from my overwhelming approval addiction, meant I lost just about everything, but gained so much more in the process. Not knowing how to live in my own skin meant I mad a lot of bad choices and destructive decisions.

It was while I was in prison that I was given the vision to make a difference in the lives of women. My faith became my foundation and all those church-y folks who told me to pray, well they got their wish. While in prison I prayed God would change me and make me who I needed to be. It was through that introspection that reVision first started forming.

In 2014, I launched my company reVision. The main purpose was to give me a platform to encourage, empower and inspire women to live their best life, embrace the greatness within, and to shirk mundane, mediocre lives. I began privately coaching women one-on-one and holding group events where I could begin to share the very techniques that completely transformed me into a confident, purpose-filled, significant woman.

My process involved bankruptcy, a divorce, a lot of forgiveness, repairing relationships, and a prison stay. Like I said, it was rough. It was gut-wrenching work. But it was the absolute most amazing thing to happen to me. Now I am married to an amazing husband and truly love every aspect of my life.

 Alright… I’ve shared with you a quick synopsis of my story, not to get any reaction from you, but only to be honest and tell you… I have been there and I have done it.

Now it's time for you! Time for you to #liverevised. Change is possible! If you aren't happy with where you're at, what you're doing or what you're about... this pledge is one you wanna take! Trust me!