You know that feeling—you’re drowning in paperwork, emotionally drained from back-to-back clients, and fantasizing about throwing your phone into the sea. “I just need a break,” you tell yourself. “A week off, a little sunshine, maybe a hammock… and I’ll be fine.”

Except, you won’t be fine. Not for long.

Because, in reality, taking a break from burnout is like bailing water out of a sinking ship without fixing the hole in the hull.

Picture this: You’re staring at your screen, willing your brain to function. Your to-do list is giving you side-eye. Your coffee has betrayed you by wearing off too soon. You’re stuck.

What do you do?

a) Stare harder at the screen and hope for divine inspiration.
b) Open another tab and fall into the internet void.
c) Stand up, shake your limbs like an inflatable tube man, and reset your brain.

If you picked C…

For years, I poured my heart into my work as a therapist, guiding clients through their deepest struggles, witnessing their transformations, and holding space for their healing. There’s nothing quite like the moment when a client realizes their own strength, when the burdens they’ve carried begin to lighten, and when they step into a life they never thought possible.

I love what I do. I always have. But something in me started to stir—a desire to expand, to reach others in a different way, to help the healers themselves.