Psyched out! Or Psychic?

A year ago, I was your average working-class single mom, living life trying to juggle a growing business, three kids, and the ordinary tides of life. Originally, I cultivated my business plan around the concept of a home health service because that was the work I had done for the majority of my life. I had no clue that my plans for the future would be revamped in the craziest ways possible. It started to feel like I had gone from a travel caregiver and mom to Mary fucking Poppins in real time! My entire life started to shift once I decided to be honest about my spectrum status, my psychic gifts, and my abnormal intelligence that I had hidden for the majority of my life. So many things occurred prior to me unmasking, and all of the warfare pushed me closer to my phoenix timeline, but during those experiences it felt like the universe was pulling my teeth with old rusty pliers, one by one, with no pain medication. The shake-up in my inner world soon started to formulate numerous shake-ups in my outer world, but I was unaware that it was all a part of the plan for my life and my soul's rise.

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