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By 23, I had three psychology degrees, top internships, and offers from the FBI, Homeland Security, and NYPD—yet I ended up working for a man I despised, burning out under the weight of others’ opinions. Quitting without a plan cracked me open. Now, I help women remember who they are so they stop shrinking for careers, relationships, or lives that drain them. That’s the pulse of Yes, I Am Too Much™: reclaiming pleasure, power, and purpose.

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By now you know—I’ve been guiding women into their Yes, I Am Too Much™ era: women who are hungry for more, bold enough to claim it, and feral enough not to settle. But yesterday, on a Become Her call, I caught myself doing the very thing I tell my women never to do—second-guess. Imposter Syndrome whispered, and I pulled back. Played it safe. And then it hit me: if I’m asking them to show up unedited, unapologetic, and raw… I have to do the same. That’s why I pivoted. Becau

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