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Nice girls don’t heal

Nice is what’s killing you. Slowly. Quietly. Like a good girl should.

Nice is swallowing your rage until it turns to acid in your gut.

Nice is slow suicide in sensible shoes.

Nice is what makes you apologize while someone’s stabbing you in the back.

Nice is what has you tone policing your own screams.

Nice is what keeps you bringing casseroles to people who’d watch you drown.

Nice is letting people cross your boundaries because making waves isn’t polite.

Nice is trauma wearing a pretty dress and a fake smile.

Nice is a death sentence with a smile.

Nice is why you’re popping Xanax in the bathroom at work with another panic attack.

Nice is why you’re on your third autoimmune disorder, while your digestive system eats itself alive.

Nice is trauma wearing lipstick, and calling itself love.

And I’m done being nice.

Last week, a woman came to me shaking. Not crying. Not screaming. Shaking.

She’d spent so many years being nice, she forgot how to speak. Her voice was trapped under decades of “good girl” and “be kind” and “don’t make anyone uncomfortable.”

Know what happened when she finally broke? She remembered every single person who told her to be “nice” while they were destroying her. Every. Single. One.

Your shadow remembers too.

  • Every time you swallowed your rage and called it peace.
  • Every time you froze instead of fought.
  • Every time you made yourself smaller, smaller, smaller, until you almost disappeared.

That darkness you keep trying to heal? That’s not darkness. That’s your power breaking through nice’s prison walls

That anger you’re afraid of? It knows where the bodies are buried.

That bitch you keep caging? She knows how to save your life.

Nice girls end up as statistics. In hospitals with mystery illnesses.
In relationships that feel like slow murder.
In therapy groups wondering why being good didn’t protect them.

Our Shadow Integration Workshop is for women who are done dying politely. Done turning their trauma into an inspiring Facebook post. Done pretending their rage isn’t holy.

For two hours, we’re going to descend into your shadow and wake up every not-nice part of you that’s been keeping your truth company.

No spiritual bypassing. No toxic positivity. No more f*cking gold stars for making yourself digestible.

$97 gets you the pre-recorded workshop and workbook. Because this work is as messy as the truth, and you’ll need to witness it more than once.

Go here to snag your seat.

P.S. They told you “nice” keeps you safe. But nice is what’s keeping you sick, scared, small. Nice is what’s keeping you in therapy trying to heal wounds that need rage, not reflection.

P.P.S. When nice girls snap, they don’t break. They remember. Every slight. Every betrayal. Every time they chose being liked over being alive.

P.P.P.S. Your shadow isn’t dark magic. It’s every truth you buried trying to be nice. And it’s long past time to dig them all up.

Bragging rights – not

Every entrepreneur wants to share her clients’ massive successes. They want to inspire you with what is possible and make themselves top of mind when you want the same results. It’s business.

What I don’t see discussed very much is down turns.

And, dammit, I’m in one.

Highs go with lows. After 16 years in business, I know this to be an absolute fact. Except this time, I don’t seem to care.

It’s scaring me a bit.

I’m not bothered by anything that’s not working. I don’t feel compelled to create something new and dazzling. I definitely don’t have the urge to do a big launch, splash my face all over social media or find some new platform or app to shake things up.

It’s got me thinking that maybe my time is up. Or maybe I need a very long vacation.

Or both of those may be true.

Over the years, my clients have hired me to build stronger businesses, write books, land speaking engagements, fill client rosters and bank accounts, and more. I help them do it all the time.

Yet I’m finding these days that I’m happier to have people work with me on themselves, on figuring out what they want (you’d be amazed at how many only want something because they think they’re supposed to), and feeling better about who they are. The people who just want to feel comfortable in their own skin, who sometimes simply need permission to feel how they feel.

Money and business-building are so easy, they’re almost boring. Does that mean my career is over, or morphing again? I can’t decide.

Things that light me up:

  • taking clients out to the herd of horses so they can see their own impact and if it’s who they want to be
  • forest immersions and learning via nature (trees talk, btw, and plants share healing energy)
  • normalizing emotions and helping people give themselves permission to live on their own terms

The irony here is all of those things actually make people better equipped to deal with the stress of business and life. They are all modalities that reset the nervous system and show you where you need to shore up your own emotional intelligence.

Obviously, they aren’t sexy 6-figure promises. That generally means people new to coaching have no clue about their value. And those who have been in this industry for a while know they need it, but they also know that’s going to mean getting off the hamster wheel, no longer hustling and changing how they show up. And they’re scared to do it.

Meanwhile, I’m over here – having gone through that entire transformation almost 6 years ago – waiting for the world to catch up.

Spirituality and frequency are the current buzzwords. I figure the next evolution will be serious mental health care. I may or may not be waiting.