I never set out to become a founder.
I simply wanted to get better. I wanted relief. I wanted healing. I wanted my life back.
But sometimes our greatest challenges prepare us for assignments we never anticipated.
As I navigated my own health journey, I began meeting women whose stories mirrored my own.
Different diagnoses. Different backgrounds. Different circumstances. Yet the same struggles.
Fear. Isolation. Financial hardship. Lack of information.
The more women I met, the clearer the pattern became. These were not isolated incidents. They were systemic challenges affecting countless lives.
I realized that surviving was not enough. I had a responsibility to do something with what I had learned.
My experience had given me insight. My survival had given me a voice. And my journey had given me credibility.
The transition from patient to founder did not happen overnight. It happened one conversation at a time. One woman at a time. One act of service at a time.
Today, I remain deeply grateful for the opportunity to serve.
Not because I have all the answers. But because I understand the questions.
And sometimes understanding is the first step toward meaningful change.