Hey love! 💛
I’m Desiree Adkins, The Rebelliously Responsible™ Coach. I’m a high-energy empath who adores “beneath the surface” convos + spontaneous dance breaks. ;-) I have a gift for hearing what’s not being said, then telling it like it is with a fierce loving-kindness that gets you open and moving forward. #intuition
that’s how i coach big-hearted “helpers”
from bitter and burnt out to empowered and energized.
Now, if you’re wondering how I’m even qualified to speak on the matter, please allow me to “go there”.
I have a bachelor’s degree in social science with a focus on marriage and the family. I have an advanced life coaching certification from CoachU, Inc. I have continuing education certificates in everything from self-awareness and effective communication, to anxiety disorders and adoption. And I’ve held the titles of camp counselor, therapeutic nanny, clinician’s assistant, life skills worker, case manager and now, REBEL Coach. Oh, and I’m currently in school for my master’s degree in Clinical Mental Health Counseling … 😅
☝🏾 = I’m a big-hearted helper who’s healing the world!
You probably are too. But…if you’re anything like I was, you have this horrible habit of putting yourself on the back burner to do it. 😔 Trust me. I get it.
For nearly 16 years, I jumped through hoops trying to prove I was enough.
I played the “team” game and silenced my brilliance so my coworkers could shine. I took that silence a step further and delayed the launch of my business because I didn’t think I was “good enough” yet.
I borrowed from my savings accounts, maxed out credit cards, and put myself in financial debt to bail friends and family out of their own messes. I even felt guilty when I couldn’t give more.
I picked up, texted back, and replied to every call, message, and email that requested to pick my brain or get “quick” support. My energy didn’t matter. My needs didn’t matter. I forced myself to show up.
I dated people I felt hidden, ignored, or suppressed by. So, I sculpted myself into what I thought the “perfect” girlfriend was, hoping that one day I’d be rewarded with a partner who was willing to see all of me and love it.
I viciously mistreated my body through an aggressive cycle of feast and famine. I smothered my feelings with food, then created rigid plans for weight loss. Eat to soothe. Diet to punish.