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Why I Decided to Hire a Coach, As a Coach Myself
November 4, 2025

As all of us do, navigating the challenges of the human experience can feel overwhelming. It’s strange; here we are, conscious beings placed on this Earth, expected to create purpose in a world we don’t fully understand. No one gives us a guidebook for why we exist or how to make sense of it all, which can leave us feeling alone as we move through life.


Yet society constantly tells us that we need to do more. Achieve more, become more, find meaning in every moment. “Live life with purpose”, they say.

 

In today’s world, we’re encouraged to chase our ambitions: more success, more experiences, more growth. And while that drive can be exciting, it can also become polarizing. The more we pour into one area of life, the easier it is for others to fade into the background; especially our health and mental well-being. Somewhere in the pursuit of “purpose,” we start to lose balance.

 

And here’s the truth, creating balance on your own is hard. Especially in the areas where passion doesn’t come naturally. Self-accountability doesn’t always show up when motivation fades, and even the most disciplined people can struggle to stay consistent when life gets heavy.

 

That’s why guidance matters. Having someone in your corner to help you see blind spots, stay grounded, and move forward with clarity can be life-changing. 

 

There is Power in Having a Coach in Your Corner

 

No matter your background, experience, or goals, having the right guidance can help you find clarity, restore balance, and bring you closer to the version of yourself you’re meant to become…

 

My personal dream has always been to make a meaningful impact in the health and prevention field, particularly within our obesity population. I’ve been lucky to fall into my career path. Health and nutrition have always come naturally to me, and over time, I turned those gifts into a business centered not just on health, but on coaching.

 

For over four years, I’ve guided people from all walks of life toward their health goals, and I’ve loved every second of it. And while I’ve spent years helping others to find clarity and confidence, I realized I wasn’t feeling the same within myself. 

Something was missing; I felt insecure about who I was

Yes, I know how to eat a balanced diet no matter the physical obstacles I face. I know how to stay active even when I can’t make it to the gym. I know how to prioritize eight hours of sleep.

 

But talk to me about mental health, and the story changes entirely.

 

We all have different relationships with our mental health. For some, it comes naturally. For others, insecurities rooted in past experiences can linger for years. I was definitely one of those individuals; living life self-conscious and always second-guessing myself.

 

As I grew older, evolved, and changed, I built more confidence. I started to take pride in my achievements and in the goals I completed. I found purpose in helping others with their health, in traveling, and in building meaningful relationships with friends and family.

 

But even with all of that, I wasn’t sure I was truly fulfilled. I questioned whether I was truly happy with myself. Not the life I had created, but with who I was at my core.

 

The answer was no. I didn’t truly know myself yet, and the thought of not discovering who I was on a soul level felt almost unbearable. 

I needed a change, but did not know how

In August, I made the decision to invest in myself, and sign up for a 8 week course with a Soul Coach, or as I like to call it “Hippie Therapist”, to start my journey toward inner peace.

 

I had worked with therapists in the past, but this experience was completely different.

 

Previously, therapy had been about talking through traumas, but my hippie therapist approached mental health from an entirely new perspective. He emphasized that true mental health actually can be best worked through by analyzing the different feelings experienced in the body, which led us down the path of somatic work.

 

The focus was understanding my personal body-mind connection and uncovering why I didn’t feel fulfilled, even though I was doing everything “right” on paper. I was living a life that looked happy externally, but internally, something was missing.

 

Even after the first few sessions, the revelations were shocking. Here were some hard truths I had to face:


  • I had never truly given my body a chance to relax. I was constantly living on edge.
  • I tied my self-worth to my achievements rather than simply being human.
  • I didn’t fully accept myself; flaws, failures, and all.


I realized I had been carrying life with shame; shame that I wasn’t good enough, guilt for mistakes I had made in the past. I didn’t allow myself to accept a compliment because I didn’t feel in my soul that I deserved it.

 

These realizations that I made during my weekly coaching sessions were intimidating at first. It’s shocking to realize that for years, I had been chasing fulfillment without ever looking inward. Only measuring my worth only by external achievements.


I wasn’t sure how my body and mind would shift after each weekly meeting, but I quickly realized that the small changes I was making were stacking up into long-term results. 

I began to gain consistency in areas where I never thought I could.

For example, I started meditating for the first time after struggling for years with simply sitting still. I learned to shift my perspective; if I made a mistake, I approached it neutrally instead of negatively.

 

I stopped letting other people’s opinions shape how I saw myself. Instead of giving myself grief for every mistake, I started giving myself credit for my effort and growth. I began celebrating myself in the simplest ways, like buying a cupcake, lighting a candle, and actually taking a moment to say, “You’re doing great.”

 

It sounds small, but that mental shift changed everything. For the first time, I was able to genuinely feel proud of who I was, not because someone else said I should be, but because I believed it. And that level of self-acceptance only came because I had the right guidance from my hippie therapist to help me get there.

This is why you shouldn’t be afraid to hire a coach.

I truly believe that most people struggle to accept help from others. Taking that step to invest in yourself emotionally, financially, and with your time is scary.

 

On top of that, as a coach myself, I’ll admit I was stubborn about hiring my own coach. This is literally what I do for a living! I guide people every day to reach their health goals. Naturally, I thought, “why can’t I just do this on my own?”

 

Here’s the truth: we’re all experts in different areas. 


Some people are masters in finance, construction, real estate, or art. Whatever your field may be, you’ve built a deep well of knowledge that others come to you for. Those gifts come naturally to you.

 

But outside of our zone of genius, it’s normal to need help. We don’t know everything, and we’re not supposed to.

 

When it came to resolving the root of my mental health issues, I had no idea where to start. That’s exactly why I reached out to someone who did. I needed guidance, structure, and perspective from a professional who specialized in the very thing I was struggling with.


And honestly, the real reason I made that decision? 

I finally realized I deserve to put myself first.

Signing up for a coaching program isn’t a sign of weakness, it’s an act of self-respect. It’s saying, “My growth, my peace, and my long-term joy matter enough for me to invest in them.”

 

I’ve learned to stop giving myself grief when I don’t hit every goal.
I’ve learned to genuinely accept compliments instead of deflecting them.
I’ve learned to sit in stillness; meditating for at least 20 minutes a day (which has been absolutely game-changing for my body and mind)!
And maybe most importantly, I’m learning to accept everything, the successes and the setbacks.

 

That kind of peace doesn’t happen overnight, and it definitely doesn’t happen alone.

 

Hiring a coach was the best decision I’ve made all year. Having someone to provide true guidance in an area where I didn’t feel confident was incredibly valuable.

 

Sure, I could have spent hours reading books and learning about somatic therapy on my own. Maybe I could have reached this point eventually, but the peace of mind that comes from knowing a professional is guiding me in the right direction is priceless.

 

On top of that, working with a coach made the goal of improving my mental health realistic.

 

I’m an incredibly busy person; balancing a day job, running a business, exploring new hobbies like salsa, maintaining a social life, seeing family, and traveling every few months. 

I needed someone to hold me accountable

Alone, my mental health was slipping. With guidance, it suddenly became a priority.

 

Before this, I had unintentionally neglected one of the most important parts of myself… my mind-body-soul connection. I always preach about eating intuitively and listening to your body, but I didn’t realize how deep that wisdom truly went. Being in alignment with your soul goes so much further than what you eat.

 

Having a coach gave me the space, accountability, and perspective to go deeper. To reconnect. To stop running on autopilot and start truly living.

 

As a coach myself, I can confidently say this now with confidence: 

No one is above needing guidance.

The most powerful thing you can do for yourself is admit when it’s time to ask for help, and then take the leap.

 

Coaching is not about being told what to do, it’s about being guided to uncover what you’re capable of. Every person has their own story: a unique set of circumstances, challenges, ambitions, and needs. A great coach helps you navigate that.

 

Growth will never come from doing it all alone. It comes from being open to learning from others, even when it feels scary to be vulnerable .

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