When You Put Your Faith in the Wrong Place

A story about trust, loss, and the quiet power of coming home to yourself.

When one door closed, I found the courage to walk through the one that led back to me.

I’ll be honest: I’m sitting with a quiet at this time.

Not because someone let me down—though that happened. Not because a dream unraveled—though that happened too. What’s really tugging at me is this:

I put my faith in people when I should’ve put it in the universe.
I handed my trust to men when my soul was trying to give it back to me.

And now here I am. Staring at a closed door I never thought would shut, trying to decide whether to grieve or rebuild. Maybe both.

But here’s what came to me on my walk last night, the kind of thought that arrives like a whisper—but lands like a bell:

It’s time to love my own becoming more than anyone else’s approval.
It’s time to trust that the universe has always been the one holding me—
not him, not them, not the plan I had in mind.

And I want to share something tender but true: I spent the better part of the last six months putting my faith in men——believing they held keys to the next chapter of my life. I thought loyalty would be met with clarity. I thought collaboration would mean protection. But instead, I lost sight of the prize. And the prize… was me. My connection to my soul. My alignment with the universe. That’s what I took my eyes off of. And I’m not sharing this to throw anyone under the bus or sound bitter—I’m sharing it because maybe you’ve done this too. Maybe you’ve put your hope in someone else’s hands and called it trust. Maybe you’ve poured energy into people who never turned around to bless you back. If that’s you, I just want to say: you’re not foolish. You’re not broken. You’re waking up. And that awakening is a sacred turning point, not a failure.

And I’ll tell you something else—I’m going back through the BREAKTHROUGH workbook myself. I need a recalibration. For me to have spent so many months putting my trust in other people instead of anchoring into my own inner knowing… well, that’s my signal. I made this guide to help women find their footing again, and right now, I need that just as much as anyone. If you’ve been thinking about getting your copy, maybe now’s the time—because I’ll be walking through it too. And if you start yours now, we can do it together. I’ll share bits along the way. We can talk about what’s coming up. No pressure. Just support, softness, and a sacred little restart. Substack Chat is a wonderful tool for us to meet and exchange thoughts, ideas and experiences together as we naviagate our own breakthroughs.

This space—this one right here—it’s not about teaching or preaching anymore.
It’s about loving you forward.
It’s about saying: I know what disappointment feels like, and I know what’s on the other side of it.
It’s peace.
It’s power.
It’s a decision to stop waiting and start becoming.

And if you’re ready for that?
I’ve got something that might help you walk that road with a little more grace:

You don’t need permission. You just need a turning point.
This might be it.