🖤 MY STORY

From losing myself… to becoming the woman I was always meant to be.

My story isn’t shiny.
It isn’t perfect.
It isn’t the kind of story people celebrate when you’re in the middle of it.

My story is one of losing myself so quietly that I didn’t even notice how far I’d drifted…
until one day, I realised the woman I had become didn’t look or feel like the woman I was born to be.

I didn’t just lose confidence —
I lost identity, strength, softness, trust, direction, and the parts of me that made me me.

But I didn’t stay lost.

My story is not a tragedy.
It’s a comeback.
A rewrite.
A reclamation.
A rebuilding — piece by piece, block by block, truth by truth.

And if you’re reading this, maybe you’re somewhere inside your own rebuilding too.

✨ The Season That Broke Me Also Built Me

There was a chapter of my life where everything felt heavy —
my mind, my body, my heart, my future, my sense of self.

I carried responsibilities I never asked for.
I held pain I never spoke about.
I lived quietly in my own shadow, trying to survive one day at a time.

But even in those dark parts, something inside me refused to give up.
A whisper.
A flicker.
A knowing.

The part of me that knew I was made for more.
The part that remembered who I was before I ever doubted myself.
The part that carried strength even when I felt weak.

That part saved me.

🤍 The Rise Begins Quietly

People think rising looks loud…
but mine started in silence.

It started with small decisions:

A breath.
A boundary.
A moment of honesty.
A whisper of self-worth.
A single “I deserve better.”

The rebuilding of a woman doesn’t start with fireworks.
It starts with truth —
and the courage to follow it.

I began choosing myself in ways I never had before.
Slowly. Softly.
And over time, I felt the pieces of me returning.

Not who I used to be —
but someone wiser.
Stronger.
More grounded.
More aligned.
More me.

🌿 Becoming Her

As I rebuilt, I realised something powerful:

Women don’t break…
we bend,
we stretch,
we fracture,
we fall to our knees sometimes…

But we don’t stay down.

Every time we rise, we rise as someone new.

I didn’t just rebuild my life —
I rebuilt my identity.

I became a woman who:

✔ knows her worth
✔ trusts herself
✔ protects her peace
✔ loves herself without apology
✔ honours her body
✔ stands in her truth
✔ raises strong children
✔ builds a legacy
✔ turns her pain into power

That rise became the foundation of EmpowerHer.

💛 Why I Created EmpowerHer

Because I know what it feels like to lose yourself.
I know what it feels like to feel alone.
I know what it feels like to want change but not know where to start.
I know what it feels like to rebuild quietly — with no one cheering for you.

And I know the courage it takes to finally choose yourself again.

EmpowerHer exists so women don’t have to rise alone.
It exists to give you strength when you’re tired,
clarity when you’re confused,
confidence when you’re doubting yourself,
and connection when you feel isolated.

It exists because every woman deserves a safe space to rebuild her identity, her body, her mindset, her routine, and her life.

EmpowerHer is the movement I needed years ago —
so I built it for you now.

🌸 My Legacy

I carry the De Vere lineage with intention now —
not as a title,
but as a responsibility to lead with strength, honour, and purpose.

My legacy isn’t about royalty or history.
It’s about impact.
It’s about building something meaningful for women, mothers, families, and future generations.

It’s about creating a world where women feel safe, seen, strong, and supported — no matter their story.

⚡ My Story Isn’t Over

I’m still growing.
Still becoming.
Still rising.
Still building my empire, my legacy, my identity, and my purpose.

And I’m walking beside you as you rise into your own.

If you’re ready to rebuild,
if you’re ready to take your power back,
if you’re ready to become her…

I’m here.
EmpowerHer is here.
And your next chapter is waiting.

— Karissa
Founder, ALTÁEGO EmpowerHer