Thanks, Btch

This is Thanks, Btch. Seven years in the making.

Thanks, Btch actually came together quickly. It was a feeling, an idea, a name, a silly little logo that makes me smile….. and the stories. The lingering last step? Unleashing it to the public.

So what on earth has taken seven years if all of this came together so fast?

• The invisible walls I’ve built, making it seemingly impossible to get out
• The gremlins and demons perched on my shoulder, snickering and commenting
• The Judgement Dragons breathing down my neck, buzzing around my head, making me second guess everything (credit to my friend Mare for that name!)
• The countless “other things” that always seemed more urgent than this project – because reorganizing my sock drawer is obviously urgent 🙄

I have a feeling I’m not the only one here…

No matter how much encouragement you get from family, friends, colleagues, and even strangers, you still find excuses not to do “it”. So here I am, hitting publish and letting it be messy.

So what is Thanks, Btch?

A collection of thoughts, stories and real-life moments I had to work through the hard way. It has been built with the intent of healing, understanding, and course correcting with some humor sprinkled in. I have navigated some rough waters in my career and relationships in the past. Looking back, I wish I had some guidance and the permission to tell the truth.

There was a moment in my not too distant past, when a woman’s harsh behavior towards me pushed me to a place where I genuinely didn’t recognize myself anymore. I made a tough decision to walk away from the situation completely. That decision, though painful and confusing in the moment, was one of the most defining moments of my life. That decision led me to my current career as a Certified Coach. Soooo, thanks, Btch. 😉

Back then, I didn’t have the tools to move through those difficult moments. Now, I do, and I want other women to have them too. It’s about learning how to manage situations with more clarity, more honesty, and a lot less unnecessary pain. In the end, you can look back and be thankful for the new place you are in. And I give you permission to be a little spicy with your thanks. Hence, Thanks, Btch.

Why is the “i” missing in Bitch?

The “i” is gone in my logo and replaced by a smirking flower because, for me, it softens the blow and makes it mine. And, as it turns out, I have a complicated relationship with the word bitch. 🤔 But, for me, it’s also the one word that perfectly sums up certain moments in my life.

So why am I naming my blog and my book (and maybe my podcast) Thanks, Btch? Because I’m working through my discomfort. I’m not trying to fit this all into a pretty box anymore. I’ve spent the last few years trying to come up with a new name and a new approach so it could fit into someone else’s ideas of what’s acceptable. What I finally realized is that Thanks, Bt. Sometimes you can find gratitude in the aftermath and still be a little prickly. Hence, Thanks, Btch.