Founder's Story
A journey of surrender, survival, and Spirit-led rebuilding—one brick at a time.
I used to abandon myself to meet the needs of others—partners, family, friends, employers, and anyone who needed something from me.
Not because I didn't have value.
But because somewhere along the way, I learned that my needs came last.
Long before I entered unhealthy relationships, I experienced the pain of being abandoned by my father.
I didn't realize it then, but that wound affected the way I saw myself, understood love, and moved through relationships.
Instead of learning to honor my thoughts, needs, feelings, and boundaries, I learned to silence them.
I became the one who overextended.
Overgave.
Overfunctioned.
I believed it was my responsibility to fix things, rescue people, keep the peace, and hold everything together.
And somewhere underneath it all was the belief that love had to be earned rather than simply received.
As I grew older, those survival patterns followed me into different areas of my life.
I became a people-pleaser.
I struggled with codependency.
I avoided conflict.
I took responsibility for things that weren't mine to carry.
I poured into everyone around me while slowly losing sight of the woman God created me to be.
Searching for Identity
I searched for identity in relationships, achievements, titles, creativity, and even different versions of myself—including repeatedly changing my name as a poet and music artist while trying to discover who I was.
Looking back, I can see that I was searching everywhere for what none of those things could permanently give me:
Identity. Belonging. Worth. Purpose.
Eventually, my search led me to Christ.
Surrender Changed Everything—But There Was Still Work to Do
Surrendering my life to Jesus changed the direction of my life.
But although my heart belonged to God, many of the wounds, beliefs, and survival patterns I carried had not yet been confronted.
I had surrendered my life to Christ, but I was still learning how to live surrendered to His truth.
I was still people-pleasing.
Still overfunctioning.
Still struggling with boundaries.
Still confusing carrying other people's responsibilities with loving them.
Still vulnerable to abandoning myself when I feared losing someone else.
And because those patterns were still operating underneath the surface, I entered a relationship with someone who appeared deeply committed to God.
He knew Scripture well.
But instead of using God's Word to reflect the character and love of Christ, Scripture was used out of context to manipulate, control, shame, and distort truth.
What I later came to understand was spiritual abuse.
But spiritual abuse was not the only form of harm I experienced.
The relationship also involved psychological, emotional, mental, financial, and physical abuse.
What appeared on the surface to be spiritual leadership became part of a pattern of control that caused deep harm and confusion.
I didn't recognize the warning signs.
I didn't understand trauma bonding.
I kept believing things would change.
And little by little—
I abandoned myself again.
I ignored my own discernment.
I neglected my emotional, mental, physical, financial, and spiritual well-being.
I stopped honoring my boundaries.
My passions and business—the work and purpose God had been stirring in my heart—were pushed aside while I spent increasing amounts of time, energy, and attention trying to hold together a relationship that was draining me.
When Survival Costs More Than You Realize
One of the hardest realities I eventually had to confront was that these patterns didn't only affect me.
They affected my children too.
So much of my emotional energy became consumed by manipulation, confusion, crisis, and survival that there were times when I wasn't as emotionally—and at times physically or financially—present for my children as I desired to be.
That reality grieved me deeply.
And it became part of what I had to confront in my own redevelopment.
The relationship eventually contributed to seasons of coercive control, dissociation, housing instability and homelessness, exhaustion, and complete burnout.
Eventually, there was almost nothing left for me to hold together.
And yet—
God never abandoned me.
Rock Bottom Became Surrender
At one of the lowest points of my life, I cried out to God.
Not simply asking Him to change my circumstances.
Not simply asking Him to remove the pain.
Not simply asking Him to rescue me.
I needed Him to rebuild me.
And that's what began happening.
What God started addressing wasn't only what had happened around me.
He began exposing what had been happening within me.
The beliefs.
The wounds.
The fear.
The misplaced responsibility.
The lack of boundaries.
The identity confusion.
The ways I had learned to disappear while calling it love.
The ways I had confused self-neglect with sacrifice.
The ways I had spent years trying to prevent other people from abandoning me—
while repeatedly abandoning myself.
God Began Rebuilding the Foundation
Through Scripture, prayer, biblical discipleship, therapy, practical support, and the work of the Holy Spirit, God began renewing my mind and rebuilding my understanding of identity, responsibility, boundaries, relationships, wellness, and purpose.
I began understanding that healing touched more than my spiritual life.
It touched my emotions.
My relationships.
My thinking.
My body.
My finances.
My decisions.
My boundaries.
My work.
My responsibilities.
And the way I stewarded my life.
God taught me that boundaries are biblical.
That obedience does not require self-neglect.
That forgiveness doesn't require continued access.
That loving someone doesn't mean taking responsibility for what God entrusted to them.
That serving others should never require continually abandoning what God entrusted to me.
And perhaps one of the greatest revelations was this:
The deepest abandonment in my story wasn't only the abandonment I experienced from others.
It was how I learned to abandon myself in response to it.
Jesus wasn't only addressing what others had done to me.
He was teaching me to recognize the ways survival had shaped me—and how to stop continuing those patterns in my own life.
Brick by brick, the rebuilding began.
My identity.
My boundaries.
My discernment.
My wellness.
My relationship with God.
My responsibility.
My motherhood.
My purpose.
My work.
My life.
And I began understanding something I had spent years searching for:
My identity was never something I needed to perform for, earn, or create.
It was rooted in Christ.
Then RedevelopHER Became Bigger Than Me
What began as personal redevelopment eventually became a calling.
God showed me that rebuilding after trauma isn't simply about recovering from what happened.
Sometimes you also have to confront what survival taught you to become in response to what happened.
That's why RedevelopHER® exists.
RedevelopHER was created for women who have spent years abandoning themselves, their boundaries, their well-being, their purpose, or what God entrusted to them while trying to survive trauma, abuse, abandonment, deception, people-pleasing, codependency, unhealthy relationships, misplaced identity, and the expectations of others.
Here, women are invited to stop merely surviving and begin intentionally rebuilding according to God's design.
Restoring Identity.
Restructuring Ownership.
Redefining Legacy.
Today, RedevelopHER® is a Christ-centered movement helping women rebuild their Heart, Honor, Health, and His Work through biblical truth, discipleship, healthy boundaries, whole-person wellness, coaching, mentorship, education, community, and practical guidance.
Because when God calls you toward wholeness, He doesn't simply address what was broken.
He rebuilds what was neglected.
One brick at a time.
Welcome Home.
RedevelopHER® isn't an invitation to return to the woman you used to be.
Because sometimes the woman you used to be was surviving too.
It's an invitation to discover who God created you to be and begin building from there.
A place where you can confront patterns of self-abandonment without being defined by them.
Where identity is rooted in Christ.
Where boundaries become part of stewardship.
Where wellness matters.
Where responsibility has limits.
Where purpose isn't built from proving your worth.
And where the work God placed in your hands doesn't have to be sacrificed to keep everyone else comfortable.
You were never meant to lose yourself while trying to hold everything together.
Here, we rebuild:
Heart.
Honor.
Health.
His Work.
One faithful step.
One brick.
One surrendered life at a time.
The First Step to Redevelopment Is Surrender
“Surrender is not breaking—it is yielding to the Potter who rebuilds what life has shaped. When the clay yields, the Potter reveals what was always intended.”
— Nia Saint-Levon