For the last several years, my passion for speaking and helping other survivors has burned inside me with an intensity I can’t quite put into words. It’s the kind of calling that you don’t just choose — it chooses you. I know deep in my soul that this work — sharing my story, offering hope, and helping others heal — is part of my divine purpose.

And yet, life has a way of pulling us in so many different directions. Work, family, responsibilities — just life happening — it all has a way of creeping in and distracting me from what I so desperately want to build. Time and time again, I found myself with big dreams and even bigger intentions, only to look up and realize that another month had passed without the progress I had hoped for.

At first, it was easy to blame circumstances. But recently, I sat with the discomfort and did some really deep reflection. I asked myself hard questions about why I kept getting off track. What I found wasn’t failure — it was a lesson I needed to learn:
If I want my professional life and my purpose to succeed, it has to be prioritized. It has to be thoughtfully and intentionally planned.

So I made the decision to do things differently. I’m no longer just dreaming — I’m doing.
Every post, every project, every speaking opportunity — it’s all being mapped out with purpose and passion.

I have all of my social media posts written, designed, and scheduled through May, and I’m already moving into June. I have exciting challenges — 14-day, 10-day, 30-day, and another 14-day experiences — planned for May through August. And even more exciting, October 1st marks a huge milestone: my 10-year anniversary of starting my nonprofit and beginning this incredible journey of sharing my story. There’s an amazing new adventure launching that day, and I can’t wait to tell you more as we get closer.

This isn’t just about professional growth, though.
This journey has been just as much about personal healing.
I am learning to live life differently — to truly prioritize my mental, physical, and spiritual health.
I’m creating a home filled with love, safety, and peace.
I’m learning when to fight for change and when to walk away for the sake of my emotional wellbeing.

I’ll be honest: consistency hasn’t always been my strong suit.
Healing isn’t a straight line, and recovery is far from pretty. It’s messy. It’s raw. It’s a dance of small steps forward, stumbles backward, and finding the courage to rise again. But every time I fall, I’m learning how to get up with a little more grace and a little more strength.

I hope you’ll stick around and keep walking this journey with me.
Some amazing things are happening — not just for me, but for my ability to better support those who are just like me, still fighting to break free from the chains of the past.

If you’re someone who knows what it’s like to dream big but feel stuck in the chaos of life, I want you to know this:
You’re not alone.
Small steps count.
You’re allowed to stumble.
And every bit of growth, no matter how slow, is still progress.

Here’s to doing life differently.
Here’s to healing.
Here’s to the amazing journey ahead.

– Paula