When I first wrote this, I was sitting in a hotel bed with my six-year-old son, trying not to panic while mentally doing the same math over and over again. How much I had left, how long it could stretch, what I could do next. I had just been evicted after leaving a financially abusive relationship, and everything felt fragile in a way I had never experienced before. Not dramatic, not chaotic, just… thin. Like one wrong move and everything would fall through. But the shift didn’t start there. It started while I was still with my ex.

Before I ever left, I already knew something was off. I was shrinking myself to keep things stable. Financially, emotionally, mentally. Everything felt controlled in a way that made it hard to even think about what I wanted, because I was so focused on maintaining what was already there. First, he had promised to provide everything we needed as a family. Next, childcare was too expensive, and it cost too much gas money to take me to work. Soon, he stopped buying us food, stopped allowing me to leave the house. I had surrendered my power to a person who entered my space like a sleeper agent, under the guise of a provider, only to hold spare change over my head as leverage. In my isolation and hunger, I found company in spirit, and peace with the universe. In anomolous miraculous ways I was provided for, and the synchronicities were too frequent to ignore.

That’s when I downloaded TikTok.

Not because I thought it would change my life. I just needed something that felt outside of my environment. Something that wasn’t tied to the same people, the same conversations, the same expectations. I was looking for shared experience and confirmation that I wasn't going insane. I remember scrolling and just watching people exist in a way that felt… free. People talking, creating, sharing, building entire communities from their phones. And so I started connecting. I shared about the strange unusual premonitions, the conversations I had with the universe, the anomalies, and more- I even recorded some of these things in action. I did readings for people that hit hard, sharing channeled intuitive messages to strangers I'd never met, details I couldn't have known, and offering solidarity.

And then I started noticing that people were making money.

Not in a vague, “influencer lifestyle” way, but in a very real, visible way. People were going live, offering services, sharing knowledge, selling things, collaborating. It wasn’t hidden. It was happening right in front of me. There were multiple techniques they used to grow their audiences, marketing strategies and social engineering, and once I saw the pattern, I could replicate it. I grew my account to over 10k. I got pr packages and monetization. So I created another account. I found ways to turn one product into 21 income streams. I didn’t immediately jump in with a plan. I just started showing up. I would go live, talk to people, offer insight when it felt right. I wasn’t trying to be anything specific. I was just using what I already had—my experiences, my intuition, the way I naturally understand patterns and people—and putting it somewhere it could be seen.

And that mattered, because at the time I still hadn’t left yet. I was still in that environment, still trying to figure out what my next move was going to be. But now I had something. Something that was mine. Something that didn’t depend on anyone else’s control.

That’s what helped me leave.

My ex had called me crazy. He tried his hardest to sabotage my confidence, my business, my ambition, my appearance. My goals were "unrealistic." He kept threatening me. "If you kick me out, you're going to be homeless." But threats only go so far, and when you're backed into a corner with no right answer and a man's screaming spittle hitting you in the face, sometimes you just hit a breaking point. Being homeless didn't seem so bad in comparison. And I wasn't about to let him determine what realistic was for me.

By the time I was in that hotel room, this wasn’t just an idea anymore. It was already in motion. I wasn’t starting from zero, but I also wasn’t stable. It felt like I was balancing something that could either grow or collapse depending on how I handled it. For a while, it was difficult. things online flatlined as wifi became more difficult to access. But I learned how to pivot. How to leverage. How to collaborate and connect and create, and work around my limited funds.

I kept going.

I kept showing up, kept learning, kept figuring out what worked and what didn’t. And slowly, what started as survival began turning into something more structured. I stopped trying to force myself into one role or one identity and started building something that actually reflected how I am as a person. I don’t think in straight lines. I don’t exist in one category. I didn’t want a life where I had to choose one version of myself and abandon the rest just to make money. I was tired of masking and burning out, shaving down my feet to fit in tiny shoes.

So I didn’t do that.

I built something that allowed me to be multifaceted. Something where I could share my spiritual work, connect with people, create content, collaborate, and build income in multiple ways at the same time. And the more I leaned into that, the more it worked.

Because I'm not the only one who felt like this.

There are so many people who feel stuck, not because they don’t have ideas or potential, but because they’ve been told they have to fit into systems that don’t actually work for them. People who have multiple interests, multiple skills, and no clear place to put them. People who feel overwhelmed before they even start because everything feels so rigid. I'm not the only person who has felt back against the wall, dissapointed by the same systems that they were told would help them, bending until their backs broke just to try and get by. Maybe they're too able to get disability and too disabled to work. Maybe they are traumatized by religion and forced to eat lunch in a church sanctuary and attend AA where the same God who let them suffer is supposed to be their savior. Maybe their perspective was so complex that therapists would rather call them ill than hear them out.

And I had also experienced what it feels like to fall through systems that are supposed to help you and come out worse than when you went in. That stays with you. It changes how you see everything.

So when I started building, I built with that in mind.

I didn’t want something that only worked under perfect conditions. I wanted something that worked in real life. Something that allowed for inconsistency, for healing, for rebuilding. Something that didn’t punish people for not having access to money, time, or stability. I noticed the issues stemming from trauma and the universal sources causing harm. i noticed how accessibility was such a huge factor in peoples abilities to sustain themselves, and how easy it was for people to impose the limitations of what they perceived as realistic upon others, smothering the sparks of inspiration that already struggled to stay lit.

What began as going live and talking turned into multiple income streams, different ways of creating, different ways of connecting people. I started seeing how everything could branch. How one opportunity could lead into another if I stayed open to it. And through all of it, one thing became really clear to me.

Mindset is not just about thinking positive thoughts. It’s about how you see your situation and what you decide to do because of it. When that shifts, everything else starts to shift with it. You make different choices. You notice different opportunities. You respond differently instead of reacting from fear. When you understand the lessons in your current circumstances, you get the opportunity to learn them, making the experience unnecessary as a whole. And things that serve no purpose tend to shrink back into the peripherals of your mind until they hardly exist at all.

That’s what changed everything for me.

A few years later, I’ve built something that actually supports me and my son. I’m able to share my work, help people heal, guide them through building their own paths, and create spaces where people can connect and grow. I found a way to embrace EVERY unique facet and all of the

And I do it with intention.

Because I know what it feels like to sit in a room and not know what comes next. I know what it feels like to feel like you’re doing everything you can and still coming up short.

And I also know that it doesn’t stay that way.

What I built didn’t come from having everything figured out. It came from refusing to stay where I was and being willing to move differently, even when it was uncomfortable.

It came from taking everything that felt like it was breaking me and using it to build something instead.

Something that actually matters.