Someone asked me the other day if I had any experience with burnout.  So I thought it may be time to share my story.

If you resonate at all or have experienced something similar, I would love to hear from you. <3

A few years ago I found myself 6 months pregnant with my 3^rd baby. My marriage was crumbling. And I was experiencing some pretty significant misalignment, frustration, and poor results in my work.

I was exhausted. Inflamed. Experiencing shooting pains in my arms and shoulders. Numbness in my neck and shoulders. My body was screaming at me that I was carrying too heavy a burden.

I chalked it up to pregnancy.

Once my baby was born… and I was 4 months post-partum… it hadn’t healed. I was numb, unhappy, drained and dull. I felt like a shell of who I knew I truly was.

I knew I couldn’t keep going on like this.

So I stopped.

I dropped everything I could. If it wasn’t necessary, I let it go.

I let down a lot of people. I disappointed so...