Have you ever walked into a room - full of people - and felt like everything about you was wrong? That rush of nervousness flooding your body, the wave of separateness  crashing over you, leaving you convinced you don’t belong? It wasn’t always this way for me. But over the last two decades, that feeling has grown louder, rattling my confidence, making me feel like the imposter in the room. I remember being no more than eight years old, gathering trinkets and books that meant

There’s a fairy tale most of us have bought into: go to college, get the job, meet "The One", get married, buy the dream house, have kids - and happiness will follow. The process seems flawless. Build the foundation, then the family, and all will work out. But does it? For many, the dream shatters. Corporate life, while rewarding at times, is often a grind. In Canada, 69% of employees report experiencing ongoing symptoms that can lead to burnout, and 42% say they already fee

Every weekend, like clockwork, I take my laptop to a local café, open it up, and begin typing out my blog - Sex and the City  style. A modern-day Carrie Bradshaw in a much smaller city, with far less expensive shoes. Each weekend, a new topic seems to spill forth onto the blank white space in front of me. But this week? Nothing. My mind had no direction. I felt stuck. Not just creatively - physically, mentally, emotionally. I felt stunted. That feeling of “stuck” creeps in mo

I started out as a lone wolf - an individual contributor who poured everything into her work, reached past her limits, and shared the glory with no one. I operated in survival mode, not out of ego, but necessity. I believed that to be enough, I had to do it all. And truthfully? I didn’t feel like I was enough. I felt like the loser trying to become someone she could never possibly be. But I wanted it - badly. Do you know that feeling? I was the first to raise my hand. The one