I don’t smile. I grin. Big silly goofy grin.
I laugh loudly with my whole body.
I’m sarcastic…but damn funny.
I'm magic. Unapologetically, weirdly, magical.
And I've been where you're at. It sucks. I get it.
I’ve been through some shit. Epic shit.
But I didn’t let it break me, right? ... The hell I didn’t!!
IT BROKE ME TO MY CORE!!!
But that turned out to be a good thing.
It gave me A MISSION
MY STORY
I didn't start out fabulous.
This picture breaks my heart. I just want to hug her. I was in so much pain. This was No. 4,734 of my meltdowns. Back then, it felt like a regular occurrence.
One moment, I'd be in the kitchen making dinner, and then in a flash, I'd be crumpled on the linoleum floor bawling my eyes out. It felt like the second that I let my guard down in any way, all the pain and fear and rage came rushing up, trying to get out. When I took these pictures, I swore that I would never let myself be in this much pain again.
Back in 2008, my husband didn't just have an affair. He had a child with another woman. It shattered me.
All I wanted then was for us to have a child and be a family. I felt betrayed, enraged, damaged, ashamed at my failure as a wife and just so fucking broken.
I was so broken that I f*cking stayed to co-parent his mistress’ child for 2 years!!!
When I left, I had no job, no money
and no car, but I was just done.
I poured all my energy into me, doing only what I wanted and improving myself. I walked 2 miles each way to then gym, then I spent hours there working out my rage. I lost 150 lbs and was in the best shape of my life physically. I mean, LOOK AT THAT GLOW UP!!!
I went out with friends. I drank. I partied. In my 40s, I swore I was having the absolutely best time of my life! I was dancing on tables, going through men like Kleenex and partying every night like I was in college.
I seemed happy, but honestly, I WAS A COMPLETE SHIT SHOW!
Oh, the cheating was 100% his problem. He made that choice over and over again. But the bigger problem was me.
The real problem wasn’t his lying, cheating and abuse, it was a lifetime of feeling ashamed for always being too outspoken, too bold, too loud, too...MUCH.
It was years of suppressing pieces of myself to be smaller and smaller so I'd be loved and accepted. Suppressing my voice, my energy and my femininity until I didn’t even know who I was anymore.
I had to strip everything away and do the deep work to rediscover & redefine myself
There was no magic wand that made it all instantly better. I had to do the work. I had to figure out who I was. Not as a wife, daughter, step-mom, employee, entrepreneur, friend or treat dispenser to my dogs.
Who is Julie? What do I dream about? I don't even know how to dream anymore. What do I like? I don't know. I've done whatever other people want for so long. Why am I so unhappy? I should be grateful for what I have, right?
But in the middle of that work, something clicked.
I've worked in marketing all my life. I've built global brands for companies and built a career on helping companies define products as if they were people.
I realized that I need to use those same skills on myself.
When I turned my marketing skills toward myself to define what I LOVE, what I WANT and what I VALUE, that's when it all changed.
By intentionally taking steps to define myself, silence the voice of others telling me who I SHOULD be and generally unf*ck myself, I recreated Julie.
I created a personal brand and healed myself. I healed my PTSD, deepened my spiritual connections & practice, learned to find balance and built a business.
Now I've spoken on more than 50 stages, had my content seen by more than 100 million people worldwide and created a coaching business to help women redefine themselves to go be f*cking more in the world.
The world needs women now more than ever. It needs our voices, our power and our feminine energy. Isn't it time you stopped feeling lost and embraced your power?
to recognize your wins and celebrate your accomplishments
The entire world, society, family, friends have all been telling you who you should be. Telling you that you aren't good enough, smart enough, thing enough, etc. With all that pressing down on you, of course, you feel lost.
It's okay. I got you.
What changes do you need to make in your life or work to nourish the new you?
julie@choosetorisenow.com
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