I’ve never been someone who thrives on following the “rules” of timing. Whether it’s resolutions saved for January or milestones meant for specific ages, I’ve always believed life unfolds differently for each of us. And right now, as I step into a new chapter with the launch of this site, I feel compelled to share something personal. Not as a New Year’s declaration, but as a truth I’ve worked hard to arrive at.

The past year has been one of the most transformative of my life. In 2018, I was living my dream: New York City with my husband, a career that lit me up, and a sense of optimism about what was next. I entered 2019 with big goals and bigger expectations. But the universe has a way of humbling us, of reminding us that its plans don’t always match our carefully constructed ones.

It’s taken me nearly nine months of quiet work—off-camera, offline, away from the noise—to be able to write this. That silence wasn’t avoidance; it was necessary. I needed to sit with myself, without the pressure of performance or perfection, and ask some uncomfortable questions. Meditation, journaling, long talks with women I trust, and hours of self-reflection eventually gave me the clarity I had been searching for.

When the Ground Shifts Beneath You

Looking back at my journal from March 2019, I hardly recognize the person writing those words. I had just returned from Paris Fashion Week and felt completely unmoored. I wrote:

“I’m lost. I don’t know what’s up or down anymore. My heart feels like it’s aching, and I don’t know how to fix it. I want to feel confident and secure, but all I feel is the opposite. Nothing I’m doing seems to work anymore.”

That entry marked the start of a spiral. My work, which had always been a source of joy and creativity, suddenly felt heavy. Social media—once a place of connection and inspiration—became a measuring stick for my worth. Every scroll left me smaller. Every comparison stripped away my confidence. I began believing my value was tied only to output, to likes, to validation from others. And in the process, I lost touch with myself.

What terrified me most was the realization that my passion was no longer filling me up. Instead, I was running on empty. The images I posted no longer matched the person behind them. I felt like a hollow version of myself, playing a role I couldn’t sustain.

The Social Media Paradox

This is the strange paradox of social media: we build curated versions of ourselves to share with the world, but in doing so, we can lose the thread of our own truth. My online presence looked polished, but internally I felt disconnected, unsure, and even fraudulent.

As a blogger and content creator, I hit a wall. The world wanted quick tips, pretty photos, and endless strategies to “grow followers.” I craved something else—depth, honesty, conversation that mattered. But I was terrified to break from the script. Would people accept me if I shared the messy, unfiltered parts? Or would that vulnerability be seen as weakness?

The fear of disappointing others kept me silent for too long. But eventually, silence gave way to clarity: I couldn’t keep creating from a place of emptiness. Something had to change.

Creating Space for Renewal

So I stepped away. I posted less. I blogged less. And in that quiet, I began to hear myself again. I carved out space for what I truly needed: meditation, exercise, journaling, digital breaks, books, nature, and saying “no” to anything that drained me. I learned the difference between doing and being—and how being, in itself, is more powerful than constant motion.

Slowly, my creativity returned. Not in the way it once was, but in a deeper, more sustainable form. I started dreaming again—about projects, about a life beyond the rigid mold I thought I had to fit. I devoted time to building TIVVIT, focused on strategic growth, and with my husband, found a new home just outside the city—a place with space, trees, and room to breathe. For the first time in years, I felt grounded.

A New Beginning

Which brings me here. The launch of this new site isn’t just a fresh design—it’s a reflection of the transformation I’ve undergone. It’s a promise to myself and to you that the conversations here will go deeper. Beyond perfect photos and “how-to” guides, I want to explore the topics that actually matter: wellness, purpose, balance, family, and the messy but beautiful realities of being human.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in this journey, it’s that none of us are truly alone in our struggles. We may feel isolated, but the moment we speak our truths, we open the door for connection, compassion, and healing.

Oprah once said, “Not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear the path.” This past year was a storm, but I now see it as a clearing. And standing here, at the edge of what’s next, I feel grateful for every difficult, uncertain moment that brought me back to myself.

So if you’re in the in-between—if you feel stuck, uninspired, or lost—trust the wait. Growth often hides in discomfort. Let the uncertainty be your teacher, and embrace the beauty of becoming.

Because sometimes the bravest thing we can do is pause, look inward, and begin again.