I was abandoned by my father before I was even born. My mother, doing her best, raised me alone for a long time before marrying—six times over the course of my life. Each marriage brought new challenges, and two of my stepfathers were alcoholic and physically abusive. By the time I was 17, I was carrying the invisible scars of PTSD.

Throughout my life, loss and abandonment seemed like constant companions. I faced death four separate times—and each time, someone was there to lay hands on me and pray. God made His presence undeniable. I have survived a drug overdose, liver issues, a motorcycle crash and a heart attack. God was there. Even when I ran hard and far from Him, trying to escape the pain, He never let me go. He pursued me with a relentless love that I can’t fully explain—only testify to.I’ve walked through divorce. I’ve tasted deep betrayal. I know what it feels like to question your worth, your future, even your ability to survive. But what I know even more deeply is this: God never wastes a wound.

He has taken my life—the abandonment, the abuse, the trauma—and turned it into a mission. I am here today because God saved me, healed me, and commissioned me. He gave me a purpose: to set the captives free.

That’s why I do what I do. My coaching isn’t just about healing—it’s about deliverance. It’s about walking with others out of bondage and into the freedom that only God can give.

Because if He did it for me, He will do it for you.