My home was chaotic and unpredictable because of the drug and domestic abuse that took place almost daily. Children’s Services got involved after my dad was arrested for attempted murder of my mom. I was fed up and couldn’t handle it anymore. I wanted more for my life.

I gave it a shot and I got the job. It was the first time I realized that I could make my own money. That I could be in control of my life. Other modeling jobs soon followed and a few years later, I took my savings and moved to Los Angeles, determined to “make it”. 

Three days after arriving in LA, I realized my roommate was a crack addict who suffered from delusions. When he stormed in one night with a gun, claiming 'they' were after us, I took off, winding up homeless. I stayed in a rent-by-the day hotel until I found a small studio apartment I could afford and then I got to work.

I was an average student working doing odd jobs. I delivered pizzas, worked in a video rental store, and painted yard signs. I was saving my money but still had no clear way out.

One day while I was looking at the help wanted section of the newspaper, I saw an ad for calendar models. 

I was quickly introduced to the world of celebrity and fame.

These people lived differently. It was like nothing I had ever seen.

And I too was starting to make my mark. 

I landed several modeling gigs, hosted a television show on Fox Sports, and was selected as the face that would launch the Blackberry Pearl, complete with a billboard in Times Square. 

I turned to drugs and alcohol to deal with insecurities.

This lifestyle took its toll. I was overweight, had cystic acne, and suffered from short term memory loss. I was diagnosed with chronic fatigue syndrome, clinical depression and found lumps in both of my breasts (which luckily, turned out to be fibrous). 

I took supplements and medications, saw doctors and trainers, nothing helped. 

the party invites stopped, the friends went on without me, and I hit rock bottom. I was alone with no more options.

I felt so hopelessness and worthlessness that I decided suicide was my only way out.

Holding a handful of pills and a Diet Dr. Pepper, my survival instinct kicked in. I realized that I could choose to rewrite the story of what I was going through.

These experiences were not just happening to me. They were making me. They had made me stronger, resilient, and a whole lot smarter.

So, I enrolled in an online clinical nutrition program, spreading my tuition across three credit cards. I quickly realized that my health struggles weren’t just physical. They were mental and spiritual as well.

Diving deep into these other two pillars of health, I created a new model of health and called it "Transformational Nutrition".

To reach more people, I created online programs and courses. 

As the demand grew, I launched a health coaching school. I called it the Institute of Transformational Nutrition. It was designed to certify health coaches in this new method and teach them how to turn their passion into a successful career. 

I met a man who shared my affinity for health and we married. We launched a supplement company that was an instant success with celebrity clients like Charlize Theron, Sandra Bullock, and Kim Kardashian. I began attracting celebrity clients and started appearing in media all over the globe. I was working – a lot. 

A few years in, I got pregnant with my daughter. I was busier than ever with clients, programs, the school, and our growing supplement business. The day I went into labor – a month early - I had worked a full 10 hours. 

Shortly after her birth, the producers of The Doctors and The Dr. Phil Show contacted me. They wanted me to publish a book with their publishing company and appear on their shows. It was an amazing opportunity and I immediately said yes.

In a heated argument one day with my husband, he said to me, “You can’t be married to anyone, you’re already married to your work.”

He was not wrong. We split up not long after. 

Suddenly, I was on my own, raising my daughter who needed me more than ever.

I realized that the money and success didn’t matter if I lost the things that mattered most.

I had known I should work less but overnight it had gone from a “should” to a “must”. 

I shut down my personal brand, closed all my programs, and say goodbye to my clients. I handed over the supplement business to my ex and decided to focus on my health coaching school, which required the least of my time and made good money.

Determined to find a new way forward, I bought the programs, planners, and systems that that promised to save time and money. I invested in masterminds and business coaches. Nothing delivered as promised.

One night as my daughter slept, I saw a quote from Earl Nightingale that read, “We are all self made but only the successful will admit it.” 

It hit me hard because I realized I had created this life. 

But at the same time, it also felt like a giant weight had been lifted. I had crawled out of poverty, rewrote all the stories that had held me back, and created myself once. I could do it again. But this time I could do it different. Better. 

I reflected on the habits, routines, and secrets of the self made people I had spent so much time with.

I began writing down how they did things differently. How they focused FIRST on WHO they wanted to be and let the HOW fall into place. It was an awakening.

I created a new identity for my future self and I started acting as if I were already that person. I dedicated myself to it. I believed in it. I moved toward it daily, rewriting my story. And it became my new reality. 

I took my new "who" and paired it with the “how” of building an empire.

I became SELF Made. 

I created courses that brought in passive income even when I wasn’t working and hired a team to help. Thirty days later, I had my highest earning month ever. 

It was the easiest and least time-consuming month of my life. 

I decided that even though I would be working less, I would continue to make more. I would be healthier. I would have more peace. I would enjoy more freedom. I refused to sacrifice myself, my relationships, or my money. And I've never looked back. 

Today, I have a deeply close relationship with my daughter. and I'm married to the man of my dreams. 

I've dedicated mySELF to redefining "self made", putting the emphasis on the SELF, and making it accessible to everyone. 

This life isn't just for me. 

You, too, have the power to change your identity, work less, and make way more money, starting today.

You don’t have to buy into the lies of hustle culture, working long hours or sacrificing your own needs for others.

Together, we can build our empires, make our money, and do iconic shit all while taking good care of ourselves and our families. 

We can remember who the fuck we are and that everything is possible if we choose it to be. 

I learned the hard way and it took me years to figure out the secret to being SELF Made (as it does most) but I can teach you what I’ve learned, the things that will change your life, in just months. 

It’s time to rewrite the stories and rewrite the rules. 

It’s time to become SELF Made.