Fabyoulicious Self Story
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” ― Anais Nin
Sometimes you need to fall to realize that you forgot to walk a long time ago.
My journey started when my husband of twenty years decided to leave. We had a good life, we never argued, we had two wonderful kids. Our life was good. My life was okay, not exciting but no reason to complain. I guess he came to the conclusion that good was not good enough for him and he decided to leave to look for a greatness that was not part of our marriage anymore. Once he left, I went down hill until I touched rock bottom. People told me there was a light at the end of the tunnel. But I didn't want to look for this light. They told me that I would get better. It would take time though, probably 2 or 3 years, but I would eventually get better. I couldn't breathe!!! I couldn't live. I couldn't wait for years to get better. So I decided that I would do whatever it would take to get back on my feet.
I allowed myself to be vulnerable and the first thing I did was to call all my friends and tell them I would not be able to make it on my own. They tried to help but each had their own opinion. Some told me that I should be mad but I didn't want to hate the man I had loved for so many years. I went to a classically trained therapist but our conversation turned toward the past left me sad and empty. I didn’t want to dwell on the past. I considered antidepressants but was not sure I wanted to feel numb. One of my friends made a recommendation that led me to a wonderful person specializing on what I today call Emotional Healing Therapy. His name is Randy Hold. After my first session of two hours I could breathe and smile again, after my third I could eat (I had lost 15 pounds in two weeks). At my forth session, we had to balance out the energy of happiness that was engulfing me. After my fifth session, I asked Randy to not be my therapist anymore and become my mentor in the path to my perfect self.
Nine weeks after my life collapsed I was back strong on my two feet. I trained as a hypnotherapist and as a coach. Today I help those of us for who good enough is not good enough anymore. I take the one of us who have hit rock bottom and guide them back to the surface. Once there the sky is a limit. We are all in a journey to be who we deserve to be, our best self. Sometimes life brings you challenges that trigger changes. Surprisingly those changes can bring you beyond what you ever thought possible, Let me be your guide.
If you wonder what happened to our marriage. We got divorced, but we are best friends. We still care about each other and always will. With our kids we are still a family. A different kind of family but the love and respect we have wont be taken away from us by anyone or anything.