How this started.
I left what was no longer working. Which never feels brave in the moment. And slowly started to find my footing.
It is like holding your breath constantly at the beginning. Waiting for the next thing that you are sure will push you over the edge. I felt like I held my breath for about 3 years. Right then and there you are certain you cannot go on a moment longer. But you do. You find strength from somewhere. I know I did.
"The shame of where you are compared to where you were perceived to be keeps you crippled for a while. That is ok."
I was exhausted all the time. Mainly from overthinking. Scared of making the wrong decision. Second guessing every decision, and of course never having the right people around you to hold your hand. And I did find them. On Instagram. Women posting about who they had become and where they were going.
The problem was it felt so unreachable. So impersonal. I wanted what she had. I just had no idea how to get there.
"My main community was the dance community. It is where I found my feet and started to see myself again. It is also where I made my mistakes, in the safety of a community that could catch me."
That is why Nyla Kimberley was born. To guide and coach every woman who has stepped out, led herself and others through the chaos raging internally and externally, and still stands.
"Softer than you imagine but stronger than you anticipate."