From Burnout to Balance

I loved being a nurse, but somewhere along the way, I forgot to take care of myself- and the people who mattered most.

The Hidden Cost of Caring

Nursing was never just a job for me- it was a calling. I’ve always believed in the power of presence, of truly showing up for someone in their most vulnerable moments. But for a long time, I forgot how to show up for myself, and for my own family.

The turning point in my life wasn’t just exhaustion or burnout. It was the loss of my son.

I missed so many moments with him- time I can never get back- because I was always working, always pouring everything I had into other people. After he passed, the grief cracked me wide open. It forced me to reevaluate everything. I realized I didn’t want to keep repeating the same pattern with his sisters. I needed to be present. I needed to heal. And I needed to live like tomorrow isn’t promised- because it’s not.

As I attempted to balance life with grief and being a nurse, the same pattern kept repeating though, no matter what nursing environment I tried. I once worked nearly 30 hours straight. I was so exhausted that I almost gave a patient the wrong dose of insulin- but caught myself at the last second. I told my supervisor it was unsafe, that I couldn’t function without sleep. But she refused to relieve me. That moment stuck with me- not just because of the risk, but because of how broken the system was, and how broken I was becoming inside it.

It wasn’t sustainable. It wasn’t healing. It wasn’t living.

What followed was a journey- not away from caring for others, but toward doing it in a way that finally included myself. That journey led me to energy healing, to Reiki, and to Sacred Scrubs.

When Western Medicine Isn’t Enough

As a nurse, I believed in science. In data. In protocols and proven outcomes. And I still do. But there came a point where the treatments and medications I was taught to trust weren’t enough- for me, or for the people I was trying to help.

I tried everything the traditional system had to offer: pain management for the fibromyalgia, medication for anxiety, supplements for the migraines. Some of it helped temporarily, but nothing ever truly addressed the deeper issue- the profound disconnect I felt from my own body, and from the life I was living.

It was grief that cracked the door open.

After losing my son, I wasn’t just broken- I was untethered. No chart, no clinical guideline, no pill could help me process that kind of pain. I needed something else. Something deeper.

I didn't go looking for Reiki. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what I believed. But when someone close to me suggested I try it, I was desperate enough to say yes. I figured, at the very least, it couldn’t hurt.

What I experienced in that first session was subtle, but undeniable. A warmth. A softening. A moment of stillness I hadn’t felt in years. It was as if my body finally exhaled after holding its breath for far too long.

It wasn’t dramatic. It wasn’t magical. But it was real.

And it was the first time in a long time that I felt the possibility of healing- not just managing symptoms, but healing. From the inside out.

That was the beginning of a new chapter. One that would lead me from the clinical nursing field to the healing space I now hold with Sacred Scrubs.

The Shift

That first Reiki session didn’t “fix” everything overnight- but it was the first step toward something I hadn’t felt in a long time: hope.

As I continued receiving Reiki, and performing self Reiki at home, I began to notice changes- not just in my physical pain, but in how I moved through the world. My migraines became less frequent. My anxiety softened. The chronic ache of my fibromyalgia didn’t disappear, but it no longer dominated every part of my day. And for the first time in years, I could sit with my grief without being consumed by it.

But the most profound shift was internal.

I started reconnecting with my intuition, my emotions, my body. I was no longer just surviving- I was beginning to heal.

Reiki gave me space to feel, to release, to breathe. It helped me process years of stored trauma, unexpressed emotion, and suppressed exhaustion. I realized how much I had been carrying- not just from my own life, but from every patient, every shift, every emergency I’d worked through without ever truly decompressing.

Eventually, I felt called to go deeper- not just as a recipient, but as a practitioner.

Learning Reiki felt like remembering something I’d always known. It awakened a part of me that had been dormant under layers of stress and sorrow. For the first time, I saw a new path forward: one where I could still be a healer, but on my own terms. One where I could hold space without sacrificing myself.

Reiki didn't just help me heal- it gave me a way to help others without burning out in the process.

Sacred Scrubs- Merging Medicine and Spirit

Sacred Scrubs was born from the intersection of two truths I carry: that science saves lives, and that energy heals souls.

I didn’t stop being a nurse when I became a Reiki practitioner. I brought everything I learned as a nurse with me- the compassion, the clinical intuition, the ability to be calm in chaos. But now, I get to practice in a way that honors the whole person- not just their symptoms, but their story, their energy, their spirit.

Sacred Scrubs is more than a brand. It’s a sacred space where caregivers, empaths, and anyone carrying too much can lay it down and start to heal. It’s where people come when they’re burnt out, broken down, or just seeking a deeper connection to themselves.

I’ve worked with fellow nurses, grieving parents, anxious teens, and people who have tried everything else and still feel stuck. And every time, I witness the same thing: when we slow down and tune it, the body begins to remember how to heal.

Through Reiki and energy work, I help restore balance- not just in their bodies, but in their lives. I don’t diagnose or treat in the clinical sense anymore. Instead, I support the body’s natural ability to release, to realign, and to return to center.

It’s a different kind of care. One that says: You are not just your pain. You are not just your past. You are energy. And energy can shift.

A Call to the Wounded Healers

If you’re a nurse, a caregiver, a mother, or simply someone who gives and gives until there’s nothing left- you are not alone.

I see you. I am you.

I know what it feels like to be strong for everyone else while quietly falling apart inside. I know the guilt of missing moments you can’t get back. I know the toll it takes on your mind, your body, your spirit. And I also know this: it doesn’t have to stay that way.

Healing is possible.

You don’t have to wait for burnout or illness to make a change. You don’t have to keep carrying it all alone. Whether you are grieving, exhausted, disconnected, or just ready for something deeper- there is a path back to yourself. Reiki helped me find mine. Now, it’s my calling to help you find yours.

Through Sacred Scrubs, I offer more than energy healing. I offer a safe, sacred space to rest, release, and remember who you are beneath all the layers of stress, sorrow, and survival.

If this resonates with you- if something in your heart just whispered yes- I invite you to begin your healing journey with me.

Because your energy matters.

Because your story matters.

Because you deserve to heal too.

Are you ready to begin your journey back to yourself?

Explore my Reiki and energy healing offerings here, or send us a message to see how Sacred Scrubs can support your healing. Whether you’re new to energy work or simply ready for something different- you’re welcome here.

You’ve spent enough time caring for everyone else. Let this be the moment you care for you.