My Story
Hi, I’m Amber—and I used to think being thin was the same as being healthy.
For decades, I tried every fad diet based on deprivation or "tricking" my body into losing weight, only to regain more each time. I struggled with willpower, guilt, and confusion about what to eat, believing that if I wasn’t restricting, I wasn’t being healthy—and that being thin meant being healthy.
By the time I was 10, I had already internalized the belief that shrinking myself was the path to worthiness.
This smile took decades to rebuild.
I felt helpless.
I knew I was the only one who had control over my actions, so I also felt lost and alone, like I was stranded on an island with no one to turn to for real support.
The Shame Was Heavy—And It Wasn’t Just the Weight
No one in my family had a visible weight problem. The societal message was loud and clear:
If you’re overweight, you lack willpower—and you’re unhealthy.
Family and friends tried to be supportive, but with the same outdated beliefs and no lived experience, their support could only go so far.
Having a weight problem consumed my life.
I avoided sitting in certain chairs, walking up stairs, even going places where I might be physically challenged.
“I’m too young to feel this weak,” I thought.
“If I wasn’t being ‘perfect,’ I felt like I was failing. So I’d quit completely—again and again.”
People Didn’t Just Judge—They Spoke It Out Loud
Throughout my life, people—children and adults alike—felt free to make disparaging comments about my body. And some of them never left me.
When I was about 10, someone muttered about an overweight person using a handicap spot: “Being overweight isn’t a handicap.” The disgust in their voice echoed for years. Were they also disgusted by me?
In 2018, I took my niece and nephews to the Children’s Museum. A little boy looked at me with innocent eyes and asked:
“Why is your belly so big?”
I wasn’t angry. I was ashamed.
But that moment changed everything.
“What if my niece and nephews grew up embarrassed of me? Would I be the aunt they whispered about?”
“They didn’t judge me. I did.”
Gastric Bypass Felt Like My Only Option
By the end of 2018, I felt desperate and spiraling.
I thought surgery would finally “fix” me.
I had gastric bypass in December 2018 and lost 120 pounds and kept it off for several years… but I still had at least 80 to go.
Then…
I started gaining the weight back.
Another failure. Another heartbreak.
Turning 50 Brought New Fears—And New Truths
Hormones, chronic fatigue, headaches—aging was hitting hard. And I thought it was just part of getting older.
But when I joined a 5-day health challenge, I learned something completely new:
My biggest pain points were caused by daily blood sugar dysregulation
—not willpower.
I wasn’t diabetic. Not even pre-diabetic.
But my blood sugar was still unstable
—and it was keeping me stuck on “pain island.”
Rock bottom was a wake-up call—not a death sentence.
The 100 Days of 1% Changed Everything
I joined the 100 Days of 1% on July 1st.
In the first week, I didn’t even change anything. I just got prepared—mentally, emotionally, physically.
By the end of Week 2, I knew this was different.
✅ Nutrition
✅ Hydration
✅ Sleep
✅ Stress
✅ Supplements
✅ Movement
“This wasn’t another diet. It was a sustainable, whole-person approach—serving my body and soul 1% at a time.”
This Time, I Wasn’t Failing—I Was Healing
And for the first time, I wasn’t doing it alone.
When the opportunity came up in August to become a certified coach, I said yes—because I finally believed:
“The way we lose weight is the way we’ll maintain it. And this is a way I can live.”
“This isn’t the end of my story—it’s the start of my mission.”
My Husband Said Something That Changed Everything
“Ya know, you’re going to help a lot of people.”
That sentence meant more than he knew. Because for the first time, I believed in myself.
Now I Help Other Women Break Free From Shame, Too
Women who feel stuck in the all-or-nothing trap.
Women who are sick of starting over.
Women who feel like they’ve tried everything.
Some may still think I look like a 'before' picture—but I’m not the same person.
Because I’m healing from the inside out. And you’re invited too.
💜 My mission is simple:
To help women heal the beliefs that made them feel like they were never enough.
To end generational cycles of shame.
To show you that you are not broken—you’ve just been lied to about what health really is.
