There I sat. Head against my bedroom door in my parents'

house. Tears rolling down my face.

A single dollar in my bank account.

My back was quite literally against a wall and

I had to figure out what the f*** I was going to do.

it gets better.

Now that I’ve given you a two-second snapshot into my 10-month fall to rock bottom, let me back up a bit.

I had a “dream job." I worked in this gorgeous office on the 33rd floor of one of the tallest buildings in Dallas, at a company that is super innovative in Digital Marketing and has tonsss of social clout.

I felt cool AF, but called for more.

I had a vision for Femme Fatale & knew there had to be a way to make a living doing exactly what I loved. 

After a year of learning the ropes of marketing & business, managing big ass accounts, and eating up events with Dallas socialites, I decided to take the leap into the unknown.

exposition

Happily enjoying the social clout.

Did you know that terror multiplies when it’s shared? Lol. I remember one night in specific, I told my ridiculously supportive mom that I was quitting my job. I gave her a fudged up  “game plan” (the best I could muster at the time). Her face instantly gave me a pit feeling in my stomach.

She cried and begged me not to.

I told her I would be fine... 

Mom 99.99% of the time.

Overflowing with love & support.

development

Over a 10 month span, little by little, things I held onto for dear life were stripped from me. Money. Thousands of dollars that I had squirreled away and held onto with pride. My apartment. The space that I’d dance around and that made me feel at peace. Relationships. Closest friends and even a man that I thought I wanted to spend my life with. A National TV opportunity… you guys I was almost on the Bachelor… made it to the final round of casting, but that’s a story for another time - lol.

Specifically, I was left to face my uncertain, unconfident, timid ass mindset. I felt so unworthy of love. So unworthy of money. I felt ashamed. I was embarrassed. I couldn’t even picture myself getting out of the hole that I was in.

Prepping to meet the Producers

of ABC's The Bachelor. 

When you feel like you’ve lost everything, you’re left to face yourself.

climax

So, there I sat. Head against my bedroom door in my parents'

house. Tears rolling down my face.

A single dollar in my bank account.

My back was quite literally against a wall and

I had to figure out what the f*** I was going to do.

Happily enjoying the social clout.

falling action

I relit my confidence by challenging myself. My vision board is fire, my body is toning (the six-pack is coming you guys), and my room and car are so clean right now that Marie Kondo herself would give me a pat on the back.

I realized that the only thing blocking me from my highest life was my mindset. I didn’t feel worthy of the things on my vision board, so naturally, I wasn’t attracting them.

Ironically enough, to get out of a hole - you have to dig DEEP. I reminded myself of what I was made of. I did some crazy sh**. Made a vision board with a friend that believes in me, said affirmations to myself on a daily basis as I organized my things & got rid of anything that didn’t “spark joy” (Marie Kondo is the best), cleaned up my diet & worked out twice a day religiously…

Took a spontaneous trip to LA.

Hung with celebs, surfed, appreciated the variety of life.

Left fired up and inspired.

By consistently mastering the little things, I started to feel worthy of attracting bigger opportunities. I have money now, (praise God) and I’m legitimately excited about the clients I’m serving right now.

Conquering my mind to walk in my highest life is a DAILY battle.

 I truly believe that no one should walk the trek alone. If I did, I would have quit a LONG time ago.

conclusion

I built this community to connect us in our journey of identifying our highest potential & stepping into our true purpose. Did you hear that emotional rollercoaster of a story? Lol.

In life, we need consistent encouragement, love & support - and I’m committed to providing that here. 

I believe in you already, because I see unique potential in everyone. I’m so thankful I got to share my story with you (still writing this bad boy), and I can’t wait to hear yours.

xoxo, anna

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