Musings of a Reflector: The Truth About Imposter Syndrome No One Told You

I Thought My Body Was THE Problem.

I thought that because I had gained 70 lbs… THAT was the reason I despised myself. I thought that because I had “let myself go”… THAT was the reason I wasn’t able to hack it as a bedside nurse.

I thought that because I was not "the perfect weight"... THAT was the reason I felt like an imposter as a women's wellness coach.

Turns out, my body was never the problem.

She was the solution.

Imposter Syndrome be gone!

I’ve been a high-achieving, perfection-striving woman my whole life. The kind of kid who cried for a week after getting a B+ in an Honors Physics class. The kind of woman who thought my life was over the first time I got in trouble in the military. If I wasn’t winning awards or getting pats on the back from teachers, employers, or superiors in the Navy, I assumed I was failing.

Maybe you can relate? Maybe you’ve felt that deep, gnawing anxiety—that if you’re not doing something extraordinary, then maybe you’re just… not enough?

The world teaches us that love and worthiness must be earned—by being really smart, really talented, really charismatic, really thin and pretty. And so we learn to play the game.

I was good at it. My brain worked well, I had talent in the arts, and I was naturally bubbly and enthusiastic.

But my body?

My body was never quite "right."

She was too much in all the wrong ways—too curvy, too busty (34F kind of busty), too soft, too sexy. Authority figures saw me as a problem to be contained. Men saw me as something to conquer, not someone to respect. I was 17 when I learned that my body was a liability. And for nearly two decades, I carried the weight of that belief.

Women live under an impossible standard:

• Be thin, but not too skinny.

• Have full boobs, but not too big.

• Have an ass, but not too much.

• Have strong thighs, but they shouldn’t touch.

  
  

What does any of that even mean? Who is holding this damn measuring stick?

And why do we keep handing it to them?

Your Body Was Never the Problem

The real problem? Women have been cut off from their own power.

Society has spent centuries telling us that our bodies are wrong. And when a woman believes her body is the enemy, she becomes disconnected from her intuition, her confidence, her self-trust.

But here’s the truth: Your body is not your obstacle. She is your way back home.

Now, I get it. If you’d told me this ten years ago, I would have rolled my eyes. My brain had taken me to success, while my body had brought me nothing but struggle—multiple SA's, infertility, painful cycles, unwanted attention.

But for those of us who have walked the Path of the Body, we KNOW.

The moment I stopped fighting her and started listening—everything changed.

The Real Reason You Feel Like an Imposter

You think your imposter syndrome comes from not being smart enough, not being experienced enough, not being as “put together” as everyone else. But that’s not really it, is it?

Imposter syndrome does not mean you're not good enough.

The real reason you feel like a fraud—like you’re always one mistake away from being exposed—is because you've been taught to trust everything except yourself.

You were told to trust the rules. Trust the experts. Trust the scale, the diet plan, the boss, the patriarchy.

But trust yourself? Trust your body? No one ever taught you how.

So here you are, checking all the boxes, doing all the things, and yet… you still don’t feel good enough. No achievement ever seems to silence that voice inside that says, “Who do you think you are?”

Sister, you are not the problem. The problem is that you’ve been disconnected from your own power for so long that it feels foreign to step into it.

But that voice? The one whispering, "There has to be more than this"? The one nudging you to stop looking for your worth outside of yourself?

That’s your body trying to call you home.

Your Body Speaks. Will You Listen?

Your body isn’t wrong. She’s brilliant. Your body doesn’t hate you. She loves you fiercely. Your body isn’t broken. She’s crying out for love, for support, for you.

And I promise you this: The answers you’re looking for? The peace, the confidence, the freedom you crave? You won’t find them in weight loss alone.

Not in Botox. Not in contouring. Not in another person's validation.

Because no external approval will ever fill the void of self-doubt that lives inside.

The Only Way Out of This Mess of Imposter Syndrome… Is IN.

Get out of your head and back inside your body. Quit waiting for someone else to tell you you’re enough. Stop treating your body like a problem and start loving her like your most precious gift.

Aren’t you tired of feeling like you’re not enough? Haven’t you said enough cruel things to yourself?

I'm going to shoot it to you straight here: Nobody is coming to save you.

The way out of Imposter Syndrome is through your body.

You have to be the heroine of your own story.

And your body? She’s the way back home.

This is one of the Great Feminine Mysteries, and I can’t explain it with words, because this initiation is a Path of Experience.

My eyes are welling up with tears right now, because I wish I could reach through this screen and show you how incredibly magnificent you are.

I wish I could make you feel what it’s like to wake up and not hate yourself anymore. I wish I could let you borrow my eyes, so you could see yourself the way your body has always seen you.

I can’t show you something you have to see for yourself.

But I can do what I’ve been called to do.

I can tell my story. I can extend my hand. I can invite you to walk this path with me—to take the road less traveled and finally come home to yourself.

You Don’t Have to Do This Alone.

This journey—this coming home to yourself—isn’t something I can explain with words. It’s something you have to experience.

And I would be honored to walk that path with you.

In May 2025, I’m opening the doors to 10 ambitious women who are ready to deprogram the bullshit about their bodies, step into better health, and reclaim their confidence, energy, and self-trust.

It’s a 6-month experience designed to get you out of your head and back into your body so you can finally feel alive again.

If this message stirred something inside you… if you feel the call to come home to yourself… I invite you to join the waitlist for BodyLove Bootcamp.

There’s no commitment—just the first step toward seeing yourself the way your body always has: as magic in the flesh.

Join the waitlist HERE.

You were never an Imposter, Sister.

You were just never taught that you were already whole.

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