Hey Reader hey!

I talk a lotttt about nervous system regulation around here.

About what it actually feels like when you finally learn how to rest for REAL - not just crash on the couch, scroll for two hours and call it recovery. Chile... you know what I'm talkin' about...😮‍💨

I talk about the shifts I watch my clients make. The women who come to me running on absolutely nothing and leave with a rhythm they can actually come back to on their hardest days.

What I don't talk about enough Reader? Is what I looked like before ANY of that existed. 😳

Girl. My before was a whooooooole situation honey.

Here I was: 15+ years of training in mental wellness, therapy, coaching AND ministry under my belt... and STILL couldn't figure out how to apply a single piece of it to MYSELF. 😪

I was THE strong one for everybody around me while quietly white-knuckling my way through every single week. Sound familiar Babes? 🥺

I knew all the right things to SAY about rest and nervous system regulation.

And I was still going home to crash... still waking up depleted... still telling myself this was just what life looked like for a woman like me. 🤷🏽‍♀️

I wish I could say after getting out of ICU (which you can watch the video podcast episode on that story here) I made different life decisions, buuuuuttttt I didn't... 🫠 I continuously felt pressure to keep performing. And soooo I did...! 😬

And the thing that made it harder to stop - and I mean this fr - was that I couldn't find ANYBODY talking about THIS part.

The part where you're highly capable AND bone-tired in ya soul at the same time! Where ya ambition and ya exhaustion running neck and neck and neither one is winning, but you also ain't tryna tell nobody that cuz admitting that feels like you're failing... 😮‍💨

And then God got my attention in a way I couldn't ignore...

I got diagnosed with sleep apnea.

Now that might not sound dramatic. But for me? It stopped me COLD Boo.

Cuz my daddy passed away at 53 years old from congestive heart failure. He worked hard his whole life to provide for his family and in doing that? He didn't stop to care for himself.

He had a big health scare 3 years before he passed. And I low key think he had undiagnosed sleep apnea too. But here's the thing... He never slowed down.

And I had known something was wrong with MY body for 5 WHOLE years Reader Five years of going to a doctor who didn't listen. Until I finally switched to one who did. And when that diagnosis came?

I heard God say something I couldn't ignore...

Girl... 😮‍💨 I sat with that for a long time...

And then one morning in my quiet time, I opened to Psalm 23.

"He restores my soul..."

And it hit me... not slowly, not over weeks: right there in one sitting Reader. A WHOLE mouth-full:

REAL trust meant I had to be willing to actually rest.

Not rest when I earned it. Not rest when the to-do list was done. Not rest when everybody else was taken care of first...

Rest as surrender. Rest as obedience. Rest as TRUST that He was actually holding things together: and it was never my responsibility in the first place.

My whole relationship with rest had been built on the lie that rest was laziness. Weakness. Something I had to earn before I deserved it...

And God used Psalm 23 to show me that rest wasn't aaaany of those things.

Rest was proof that I trusted Him more than I trusted my ability to grind aka my hustle hard mentality.

And THAT... was the minute that changed everything. And I'm not the only one who found something different on the other side of that exhale... 🤍

I built You Can Rest... No Like Really! because of that quiet time moment. Because of my daddy's story. Because of 5 years of a body trying to tell me something a doctor kept dismissing. Because I spent years figuring out through pain and fear and stubbornness what I could have accessed in 5 days with the right guidance.

And I didn't want that to be ya story too, Boo.

Inside You Can Rest... No Like Really! you get 5 intentionally curated audio guides that walk you through the exact nervous system reset I now use on my OWN hardest days: from The Art of Noticing on Day 1 (finally learning to actually hear what ya body been tryin to tell you) all the way to the rhythms and rituals that make restoration a DAILY practice.

Not a once-in-a-while event you gotta wait for when life finally slows down... (unrealistic at best anyway Chile) Cuz we both know it won't. lol 😩

This is for the woman who is genuinely exhausted and ready to stop figuring this out alone.

If that's where you are right now? I would love to have you inside Boo.

Grab it for $27 right here. Worth every single penny honey.

💖 Dr. Seida Hood

Licensed Therapist + Anti-Hustle Guide

Creator of The Hustle Rehab®

PS. One of my recent clients told me: 'It's like Sunday brunch therapy: short, real, soul-deep & lifechanging! Chile... that's EXACTLY what I built it to be. Come see for yourself: You Can Rest Boo.​