I came from a paper mill in my hometown, twelve-hour rotating shifts, days one week, nights the next. For a long time I thought that was just what work was supposed to feel like.
Then I got pregnant with my daughter, and something shifted. I looked at my life and knew, clearly and without question, that I wanted something different. For her. For me. So I quit, and I started a Shopify store.
“I didn’t know what I was doing. I just knew I wasn’t going back.”
I taught myself everything. How to run Meta ads. How to write emails that actually convert. How to build automations that keep working while you sleep. Funnels, product graphics, the full customer journey. I didn’t take a course and call myself an expert. I built a real business and figured it out in real time.
And somewhere in the middle of it, I realized I love this. The creative problem-solving. The way every business has its own logic, its own language. I got a coach, I kept building, and eventually I understood that what I’d built wasn’t just a business. It was proof that you can change directions at any point.