So as we progress, you're going to find that I am a pretty laid back sometimes sarcastic person. So when I say I probs should've died, it's because I probably should have on several accounts during these handful of decades in existence.... Here we go... Hi I'm Mikaela. I am a 5'3" abundant ball of chaos. I was born to teenagers 33 years ago, and without doubt an accident. It's okay, I'm not mad about it. My birth father was well into active addiction during my legendary debute and spending Valentine's Day in impatient treatment for cocaine and alcohol. My mother, a handful of years older however was not an addict. The choice was made to give me to John and Michelle. Whom biologically were aunt and uncle and unable to have kids. The thought was, id stay within the family, and everything would be magical. My "parents" John and Michelle were saints. I have zero clue how I got so unbelievably lucky to land the best parents on the planet. Part of me wonders if they knew then what they experienced raising me if they'd choose me all over again. I grew up with parents who never made me feel less than theirs. They gave me a life every child deserves. They married out of college after spending every class grade together. Kinder to Senior year of highschool. Both proceeded to go to college and receive their degrees. My mom, an occupational therapist and Dad for business. As I aged, I often wondered how that could love me so immensely because we were just so different. They had the life that fit in a cute little home shaped cookie cutter. I knew more and had experienced more by 16 than both of them had combined in all of life. So... Here it goes! Bare with me...

Hi I'm Mikaela and I've been a total Trainwreck the last 33 years on this rock... From a fucked up entrance into the world, to poor choices throughout to on and off struggles with addiction, multiple failed relationships, two daughters who miraculously aren't wrecked from all of my bullshit I now can say I have taken over my own life and not for any other reason than I FUCKING WANTED TO. I feel like I've seasoned the playing field. Check out my short little bio in the juicy deets. If that ugly shit made you confident in sharing your own, please feel free to add your juicy deets alongside mine. I work hard day after day trying to give back what I took for granted for so long. I still have a long way to go, so much to process, and knowledge to gain starting with each and every one of you beautiful baddies, but it's always better to succeed as a whole than on a solo mission. My goal is to see us all open up and share in hopes it provides somebody courage to feel vulnerable enough to share too, or possibly even in a private one on one to release your challenges or experiences. Our objective is to create a community of women who just need this...we're not all that crazy... We just need to feel comfort and not always be expected provide it. Support Understanding Tell it like it is Friendship Advice Wisdom Empathy A confidant A place to vent without judgement The list could go on and on... The only thing I do ask of you queens is to always enter the scene with an open mind. Don't be intentionally offensive. If you don't agree with someones choices or words, let's talk through it. This is a place for coaching healing and becoming a badass women this world so much needs. There's so much wisdom in each and every one of us. I want to hear you! Who Run The World? Girls! Now let's do this shit! I'm excited! Peace Girls, -Mik