If you’ve been following my journey, you know I’ve known I’ve had a purpose since I was an infant.
A mission.
Something I was here to be doing.
And I was deeply depressed until I started living it, because it is who I am, and it is why I am here on this planet.
And not living it created a void in me that nothing filled - until I started speaking.
Teaching.
Sharing the skills I’ve learned that help make being an empath a good thing.
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Anyone who knows they are here for a reason knows that reason sits in your bones and makes you miserable.
It consumes you.
Sometimes slowly;
a slow leak;
where one day you realize you’ve been drowning.
For others, it’s more sudden.
A breakup causes a breakthrough, or something else shifts you.
And you realize you can’t keep living the way you were.