When did I stop occupying my own place?
I didn't find the answer that day.
But that question changed my life forever.
I understood that that sadness had not appeared suddenly. It had been with me for years. I had just learned to silence it by filling every space with responsibilities and occupations that always benefited someone else before me.
I was born in Nicaragua, in the middle of the war, and from a very young age, I learned to adapt, rebuild, and start over. I emigrated as a teenager, experienced divorce, the experience of being a single mother, and the opportunity to rebuild my life. Each of these stages strengthened my ability to move forward, but it also taught me that being strong doesn't mean leaving yourself for last.
I decided not to live from the role of a victim. I chose to embark on a deep journey of self-knowledge, mental health, and consciousness that transformed the way I related to myself and others.
In that process, I discovered something that today is the basis of all my work:
True change is not about breaking with the life you built. It's about stopping breaking with yourself while living it.
It was there that I understood that choosing myself again was not an act of selfishness. It was the most honest act I could have with myself.
Today, through my book Hasta aquí llegué sin mí (I Got This Far Without Myself), my content, and my 1:1 sessions, I accompany women who want to reclaim their identity, reoccupy their place, and learn to live without leaving themselves for last.
Not because I have all the answers. But because I know very well the questions that many women have been silently asking themselves for years... and also what it means to journey back to oneself.