I started working at 13 — already carrying the weight of my dad’s gambling, hiding his struggles from my mom and family. From the very beginning, my worth became tied to what I could earn, what I could carry, and what I could conceal.
I hustled to have “enough” — though I had no idea what enough was. And when enough finally came, I didn’t know how to hold it, how to feel safe in it, or how to let it root into my bones. Shame lived under every dollar, every success, every attempt to prove myself.
No paycheck, no achievement, no praise could touch the hollow ache inside. It wasn’t until I began meeting my shadows that I saw how deep the wounds ran — through my childhood, my family line, generations of silence and survival.
This work is not comfortable, but it is necessary. Each descent brings me face-to-face with what is raw and unresolved — and in the facing, I gather back the gold.
This path isn’t finished. I am still here, still unwinding the threads of unworthiness, still remembering who I am beyond the hustle.
Rooted In Worth was born from this descent — a sacred remembering that turns unworthiness into wisdom, shame into strength, and survival into absolute gold.
Let’s get into it together. The Messy. The Raw. And The Reclamation.
Amy
