These Girls Are For Fighting™️

Real. Raw. Resilient. This is where we rise.

Because fighting doesn’t always look like fists.

Sometimes it looks like quiet courage, stubborn hope, or just getting out of bed.

These Girls Are For Fighting™️started with my own battle with breast cancer—but I quickly realized I wasn’t the only one in a fight.

Whether you’re navigating a diagnosis, identity shift, burnout, heartbreak, or just trying to keep going—this space is for you.

Here, we honor the women who continue to show up.

We celebrate the messy, in-between moments.

And we share what it looks like to rebuild, one choice and one breath at a time.

💥 This isn’t just about surviving. It’s about coming back to life

Meet the Girl Behind the Fight

On March 28th, I got the call.

Breast Cancer.

Just 3 days before my 48th birthday.

I didn’t need chemo. I didn’t need radiation. But I did need a double mastectomy. And I did need to face the quiet grief that came with suddenly losing the body I had known for 48 years.

That surgery happened in May. And every day since, I’ve been fighting—not just for my health, but for my joy, identity, and peace. Still processing and learning to recognize myself again — in the mirror, in my mindset, and in the moments when life moves on…even when I haven’t fully caught up.

These Girls Are For Fighting ™️was born out of the rawest parts of this journey. What started as a Substack to write through the mess became something more: a place for all the women who are fighting something — illness, identity, burnout, loss — and still trying to find their way back to themselves.

This chapter has instilled in me a profound belief that mindset is everything.

I share my reflections on The Next ChaptHER Substack.

This isn’t about being “on the other side.” This is about being in the messy middle and choosing to show up anyway.

Welcome to My Fight Club

My First Entry: The Moment It All Shifted

I didn’t plan to write this series.
I didn’t want to be the one who needed it.
But life had other plans.

One day, I was coaching clients, juggling emails, and planning spring break.
The next, I was on the floor crying after hearing the words no one wants to

hear: You have Breast Cancer.

I’m still processing. I’m still scared.
But I’m also building a new chapter — one that includes ugly crying, medical terms I never wanted to Google, and the kind of resilience that sneaks up on you.

These Girls Are For Fighting™️ isn’t about perfect endings.
It’s about being honest in the messy middle.

So whether you're here because you’re in the fight too, or you love someone who is —
welcome.

This is my Fight Club.
We show up.
We fall apart.
We get back up.
And we don’t do it alone.

I’m sharing this chapter in real time — as I live it, process it, and find my way through.
This isn’t a finished story. It’s one I’m still writing.

Ready to Share Your Fight?

Your voice could be the one someone else needs to hear. Whether you’re still in it or just beginning to find your way out, your story is welcome here.

Want to Read More Stories?

Meet the Fighters

I’m not the only one in the ring.

Click below to read powerful stories from women navigating their own fights—mental, physical, emotional, and everything in between.

A Plot Twist I Never Saw Coming

The Podcast Episode That Changed Everything

This wasn’t the episode I expected to record. It’s not the story I thought I’d be telling at 48.

But this is what life handed me — and in true Next ChaptHER fashion, I’m showing up and sharing it with you.

Just days before my 48th birthday, I got a phone call that changed everything: a breast cancer diagnosis. In this episode, I open up about the unexpected pause, the walking challenge created in my honor, and how I’m showing up — even in the messy middle.

If you’re facing your own plot twist right now, I hope this reminds you:

  • You don’t have to be brave every single day.

  • You don’t have to perform strength for anyone else.

  • You always have a choice.

This is your roadmap back to J.O.Y.

The journey of you. Still here. Still fighting. Still YOU!