Because for years, I did way too much…all the time…and it wasn’t long before I ended up in the emergency room with a full-blown panic attack…and soon…I no longer had the physical or emotional energy to work through my daily to-do list. And of course, I would be totally remiss if I didn’t mention how afraid I was when it came to saying, “no,” to family, friends, and business colleagues, whenever they asked me to do certain things…even though I knew my plate was already much too full to begin with.

But that was nothing compared to what I began experiencing in January 2026.

Because, for the first time ever, I found myself struggling with depression…and being in the battle of my life. In the past, I had experienced anxiety and chronic insomnia, but when I began waking up feeling anxious, extremely sad…and hopeless…every single day and ultimately week after week, I knew something was very wrong. Still, I did the one thing I encourage all women not to do: I suffered in silence. Meaning, instead of telling my dear husband, Will, other family members, and closest friends how I was feeling, I hid my emotions and hoped and prayed God would heal me, and that I would soon be able to get back to normal…and on with my life. But in February, I felt worse than I had in January, and by March, I wasn’t sure how much longer I could continue lying around in my pajamas, crying sometimes daily, and steadily losing one pound after another. I even wondered how much more I could take overall. Thankfully, though, God kept me. He never left me one second, and when I finally told my husband and best friend, Kelli, what was going on, they supported me every step of the way.

Telling the two of them that I felt deeply depressed became one of the best things I could have done for myself, and then realizing I needed medical help…well…that became a wonderful blessing as well. Yes, I prayed the entire time…in fact, on most days, I cried out to God for help because I do know, beyond a shadow of doubt, that He can heal any ailment, physically, mentally, or emotionally. But what I also know is that He has gifted many men and women with knowledge and wisdom so they can help us when we need it.

Still, if I could do things over, I would have begun focusing on self-care a lot sooner than 2014 (when I first began struggling with anxiety), and I certainly wouldn’t have tried to mask my bout with depression (which I now realize I was slowly but surely slipping into, well before January 2026). 

But as the saying goes, “when we know better, we can do better.” And now that I feel like “Kim” again and better than I have felt in a very long time—and I finally know what my purpose is, which is to help you and other like-minded women become all whom God has created you to be—I couldn’t be more happy, grateful, or excited about serving you in every way I can. I am thrilled to provide a safe, inspiring, welcoming, and Christ-centered community where, together as women, we can learn, grow, and enjoy the beauty of true sisterhood.

We are going to have an awesome time, chatting with one another and helping one another, and I look forward to seeing you on the inside!