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I am just a Mom with a 3.5 year old and a baby on the way! I am also just a wife, daughter and friend. I am as real as they come. I come as a package of emotions, love, fear, success, and hopes. I would like to share my story with you in hopes that I may inspire you to join my team!


The future that we had before joining Beachbody was quite grim! We were up to our nose in debt. We could barely afford diapers, gasoline, and groceries. It was such a stressful time! I couldn’t imagine living like that anymore. Luckily we made that commitment to our families and to ourselves and made this business work for us!

I have have had my own Fitness business since May 2012! Did I think for a moment that Fitness would have been my career choice?! No way! I knew I loved working11781895_10207170765368947_6038522387908126328_nwith people and that I wanted to get it and healthy myself. Thats all I knew! Beachbody fell into my lap when I was 210 LBS and looking for a serious change! I just had my now 3.5 year old and I came across my now Coach Leslie! I loved that she had made a serious change for herself and her Facebook posts were so inspiring and motivating! I finally reached out to her and asked her what she was doing. I really wanted to get involved for selfish reasons. I wanted to get my butt back in shape! I signed up as a Coach for the discount not knowing what was about to happen to me! I started to see major changes in myself. I was eating better, clean whole foods, lean proteins and fruits. I had more energy than ever before. I started to shout it on the roof top! I started to tell other’s about all of these changes and what was causing me to feel so good and confident.10923746_10205712981725267_2257770984941590581_n

As more and more people showed interest more and more people started to join me and do what I was doing! I started to grow a business out of something that was so fun and that I loved! So I just kept going. I kept working on myself and improving my body, mind and spirit. I continued to add to my network through social media and I continued to share with everyone what I was doing. Before I knew it… I had a business that was paying me a full time income! I was able to

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leave my job (which I was not happy at) and my Husband was able to leave his job as well! It was a dream come true! We now had the opportunity to work this incredible business together at home! We had true freedom and we started to experience financial freedom. We were able to pay down debt, buy a new house, buy a new car, and travel the world! We were sent on phenom trips for our hard work and we were recognized for all of our efforts. From a job perspective it is a dream come true!!



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The Stigma: Health and Antidepressants

“Don’t you know the side affects of this stuff!? Aren’t you aware there are natural ways to combat this? I would be careful what you put in your body.”- Anonymous.

This is the response I get from many of my well meaning followers and friends via social media when I finally came out and said “I have Clinical Depression and I am taking medication for it”. Although they are well meaning, I must offer some education and stand up for people who truly do need Anti Depressants to function. There is a dangerous and strong stigma around this illness and these medications. First of all I am not talking about a bad mood here. I am talking about severe clinical depression. The feeling you get when you are scared to get out of bed because the pain it feels to exist. I am talking about the mental agony of feeling in constant terror over nothing. This is usually brought on by stress and can turn into something very ugly if not treated. It is dangerous to assume that this disorder can be treated naturally all the time. This stigma around depression and anti depressants can keep a desperate soul from seeking the help they need before it is to late. Depression and Anxiety is a true chemical imbalance that can last anywhere from 6 moths to 2 years. It is one of the leading causes of suicide due to the lack of support and knowledge about this disease. There are people who do not realize that what they have is a treatable disease rather than a sad situation they find themselves stuck in forever. I feel that it is necessary that I share my story and why I decided that it was the best option for me to take medication. It was a hard decision and it took a lot of bravery on my part. I was in sheer panic and fear over not going the all natural route. In fact… dangerously, I felt like a giant failure for not being able to yoga, oil, pray, and workout the depression away. This is not a good situation to be in. If you have a friend or loved one who is trying to battle clinical depression on their own without medical attention I encourage you to read this blog post and be a support, rather than pass judgement.


I am so fortunate that I have a voice here on social media. Before I hop onto my soap box and say things that will empower some and upset a few I would like to show my appreciation to all of you who follow my page. It is an outlet for me! Writing is therapeutic for me and I appreciate the opportunity to do what I do. 3 years ago I started a health and fitness business with Beachbody. I love being a part of this company. I shared how I was able to get off of those “nasty” anti depressants, beat depression with health and fitness and be the warrior all natural that I so desired to be! But what happens to you when you can no longer say that. What happens when you have a nervous break down from extreme stress and exhaustion? I was the first to knock antidepressants. I had read so many things about them from uneducated sources. I read that they were awful for you. I read that they could destroy many aspects of your life. I felt like I was seriously amazing for getting off of them. I would preach on my Social Media “You can get off of Antidepressants the natural way!” Just  because I did it once, doesn’t mean I could necessarily do it again, and stay that way forever. I eat my words. Of course some people may be negatively affected by the side affects of Anti depressants, but there are people who see the benefits out weigh the side affects 10 fold and need the medication to function.

I remember the day I started having Anxiety attacks and Panic attacks. I remember the first heart palpitation and feeling of impending doom like it was yesterday. In fact is was July 27th, 2015. I had just wrapped up several trips (5 in a matter of 5 months), I had just hit some major goals in my business, I had just moved to a new city across the country, I felt tired, isolated, and I was coming down with a severe cold. That evening someone said something to me that I was ultra sensitive to… “Did you know that you can get Schizophrenia at the age of 30. That is when most people get it.” Now if you have been following me for a while you will know that my Father is Depressive Delusional/ has Schizophrenia. When I heard this I felt sheer panic and fright over take my body. Could this Woman be right? Could this be true? So of course I went home and got on Dr. Google and there it was… the information I avoided for 20 years… “Woman can become Schizophrenic between the ages of 16- and 30.” That evening I had my first panic attack. I cried, I shook, I ran around my house cleaning in order to feel better. I could not sleep that night. That led to 4 nights of 4 hours of sleep. That lead to waking up every morning in panic. That lead to being afraid of each and every night before bed. “Will I get some relief tonight or will I lay in bed in sheer terror?” I could not figure out what on earth was going on with me! Why on earth did I have so much adrenalin? Why was I terrified over… NOTHING! There was no proof that I would become mentally ill. There was no possible way I could prove whether or not I would or wouldn’t and that drove my anxiety hard. I wanted answers and I could not get them. I began to obsess over Schizophrenia. I studied it and I shuttered as I did so. I laid in bed in tears that this could ever become me. I could no longer focus on my business, and my family.

After 5 days of no sleep I became clinically depressed. I would get out of bed and everything single thing around me felt dark, gloomy. I felt sad about everything. I felt negative about the things that usually made me fulfilled and happy. I worried unnecessarily about my daughter, and my family. My fears started to go down an irrational road. I started to obsess over Robin Williams and I would cry imagining his suicide. It felt as if the blinds on my life had closed out of my control. I could not figure out why on earth I was in so much pain. My life on the outside was really spot on. It was everything I ever wanted! We were living the life of our dreams however I was in daily agony. I stress AGONY. If you have never felt clinical depression I applaud you. You are absolutely lucky and I pray you never experience that type of pain. For those of you who know the pain of depression you know what I am talking about. Its as if nothing anyone says to you makes any difference. “Let me just pray for you”, “Here is this scripture I found! It should take care of it.” “Oh your life is so blessed. You will be just fine.” No matter what I told myself… I could not stop feeling like the joy was sucked out of my brain. Every waking hour felt like agony. I would count the hours until evening when I would feel some relief. It seemed like at night is when I started to feel normal again. But around came the morning, and I felt the same way again.

Everyone told me to keep praying, to find the natural remedy. I was told by many Christian books, well meaning Christians, and well meaning health nuts, and all natural nuts (my granola friends I love you!) that the best way to conquer this was the natural way. I felt guilt for even wanting to consider medication I told myself “nope I will never use that stuff because I should be able to pray this away. I should be able to surround myself with my church friends, workout, eat right and I will feel like me again. The more I worked out the more I felt worse. The more I ate… the worse I felt. The more I prayed and read the bible… the worse I felt. Why? I felt like I was failing. I felt like I was letting myself down. I felt like I was not doing what I was supposed to do as a Christian. I felt like I was sinning because I wanted to seek medical help. But … I was trying to be that strong fit Christian girl and battle this naturally. So I pressed on! I pulled myself out of bed every day and I suffered. I did the best that I could with my business and would find relief in the hours that I did finally fall asleep.

Then came the suicidal thoughts. Yep… shudder… I said it. Suicidal ideology. That is a real thing and it happens when Major Depressive disorder gets so bad you cannot think clearly. I had visions and thoughts that brought relief. The idea that maybe it would be better if I drove my car somewhere and disappeared. I never let my mind take me much further than that, but I knew I wanted to do it somewhere where my family would never find me and see me like that. I told Eric “I think you would be better off without me”. I was in total shock. I had no idea who I was anymore, and those thoughts were not me. I had the wisdom to know that those thoughts were completely dangerous and I had them before when I experienced depression in College.

I did  not want to die, I just did not want to live like this anymore. It has been 45 days straight of this pain and I wanted out. I told my husband that this was the bottom line. I couldn’t go on anymore. I either go get medical help from a Doctor or I wont be getting out of bed anymore. Wow, can you believe that those things came from me?! Happy cheery fit girl on Social Media wanted a way out of life? I couldn’t believe it either, and I finally made a call to see a Doctor. It took me 15 tries to find someone as everyone was booked out for 4 – 5 months in Austin Texas. I finally made an appointment and had to wait a week and a half to see someone. I told her I don’t know if I will make it a week and a half, and she told me I needed to call an emergency hospital and go there asap if I felt that way. Fortunately my husband said… No, I will watch you, and we will go see this Doctor when the time comes. So he decided it was time to keep me as busy as possible. This helped! He made us plans to see friends, to shop and we decided that it was time to move home to Michigan. I went all natural, prayer only, and herbs only now for 2 months. Just when I thought things could get worse I had another 4 nights in a row of no sleep and a recent weight loss of 15 LBS!!

The Obsessive Intrusive thoughts came pouring in. Thoughts that I cannot share here on this page, but I would compare them to post partum depression thoughts. I was terrified and upset. How on earth could this happen to me!? I had let it get so bad! Or so I thought I had LET things get bad! It was not in my control. It was bad brain chemistry! I had the wisdom to know that much. The thoughts were agonizing and terrifying. I finally remembered a few things I studied in my PSCYH classes about OCD! Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I went onto Doctor Google (this time he served me well), and I found information and relief. These thoughts were not really me, they were OCD that stemmed from my Depression and Anxiety. They were sticky violent thoughts that stuck with me from exhaustion. My brain about had enough of what it was being put through. Lack of sleep, bad brain chemistry, no food, and constantly conscious let down of myself. I felt  like I failed myself because I couldn’t out pray my depression. The brain had been so worn out it clung to these weird thoughts and they became obsessive.

It was finally time to see the Doctor.

Doctor: “Why didn’t you come sooner?”

Me: “Because I wanted to cure this on my own”

Doctor: “Would you tell someone with Cancer to only cure her Cancer all natural and with Prayer?”

Me: “Gosh no!”

Doctor: “You have major depressive disorder, Anxiety Disorder and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I am going to start you on a low dose of medication and we will work out way up.

Me: “No I want to do this all natural.”

Doctor: “How has the worked for you so far? Feeling any better?”

Me: “Nope only worse!”

Doctor: “No I want you to try it my way. I fear that this will only get worse and you will be hospitalized. Then it would be a matter of no choice on the medication.”

Me: “Okay Ill try it.”


I was in tears. I felt defeated and like an absolute failure once again. I gave up on my mission to beat this thing all natural. Everyone around me said “Anita do not beat yourself up. If the Doctor says this is what you need, than its time to do it.”


I took my first pill and I felt it go down my throat and I shuddered. I immediately felt panic and terror. I was shaking all day afraid of what this monstrous medication would do to me. I was laying in bed shaking and crying. “My life is ruined.” I thought! I will be stuck on these meds for the rest of my sad life. I then fell asleep! Do you know what type of relief that is to actually fall asleep without 4 hours of tossing and turning and crying. I slept for 6 hours and work up feeling panicked but relieved that I slept. I felt guilty over my nap! “Does this nap mean that I am going insane and need to sleep all day? Is this medication making me into a zombie!?” All irrational fears but they stuck with me. Three days later… I woke up from 8 hours of sleep finally and I felt like me again. I had finally gone up to the higher dose and I was starting to feel relief! I was sleeping, and not scared out of my mind! I still had the OCD as that takes longer to work through, but the depression and anxiety subsided. I wanted to eat again, I wanted to live life again. I wanted to be with my family and do all the things we had missed out on over the last 2.5 months together. I had a new zest for life. I felt like Anita. I am pleased to say that it is now November and I am still feeling good. The OCD has yet to subside fully but I am finding it is easier to focus on therapy and what I need to do to live a more relaxed happy life now. I have very few side affects. I do get a bit forgetful, and tired easily, but other than that, Im popping around like my regular self. Its as if I was given a second chance and hope. I feel hope and less hopeless. I am thankful for this medication and I wish I had taken it sooner. I look back now and question why I was so hard on myself. Why did I beat myself up so bad? I was fully bought into the stigma and did not seek help sooner. If I could do it sooner I would have sought medical treatment as soon as I had trouble with anxiety and panic. I waited to long and it went down hill fast.


So again…


There are people who do not realize that what they have is a treatable disease rather than a sad situation they find themselves stuck in forever. I feel that it is necessary that I share my story and why I decided that it was the best option for me to take medication. It was a hard decision and it took a lot of bravery on my part. I was in sheer panic and fear over not going the all natural route. In fact… dangerously, I felt like a giant failure for not being able to yoga, oil, pray, and workout the depression away. This is not a good situation to be in. If you have a friend or loved one who is trying to battle clinical depression on their own without medical attention I encourage you to read this blog post and be a support, rather than pass judgement.


The 3 Day Refresh!! TIE Refreshed!!

I am so proud of these ladies!! Last month my team and I decided to embark on a 3 day journey together and complete The 3 Day Refresh by Team Beachbody! Can you believe these results!!! I loved the support that each of these ladies gave to one another. There were tough days and day s that I thought we would not make it through to the very end but these ladies conquered and killed it! I selected a few of my favorite results to share with all of you!





I thought this was a super cute idea from my girl Alora Carrier (3 Star Diamond Beachbody Coach). This will also give you a good idea of what the 3 Day Refresh looks like if you are interested in giving it a shot!





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If you are interested in joining my upcoming 3 Day Refresh Challenge please email me at and just title it “interested in refresh”

My Battle With Generalized Anxiety and OCD

There is nothing harder and more challenging than admitting something that you are battling with that you have conquered in the past. I have built quit an incredible following on my social media. You all have been through the ups, the downs but primarily you have been through the ups with me! Writing is my source of therapy, and sharing my weaknesses and strengths in hopes to inspire and help someone has become a source of therapy for me as well. I made a promise to myself that I would always be authentic on my social media and share my journey whether it be good or bad.
I do not share any of this with you for pity, a cry for help or support. I ask you not to say “I am so sorry you are going through this” Or “Awe thats tough”. I’ve heard those things over and over again and trust me it doesn’t help. What will help me is if someone who can relate would comment below “I found strength in this and I can relate.” I am sharing this with you for this simple reason: When you have what I have you feel like you are absolutely alone, that no one on this planet understands, and that you will never ever get through this. You feel helpless and out of options.
I have done an amazing job of painting a pretty perfect picture here on my social media. I have built an entire following on strength and inspiration, so it is epically hard to keep that going when you are not feeling that way yourself. I have mentioned in the past few months that I was struggling with an internal battle, but I did not put a label on it, nor did I dive into exactly what that was. I decided last month that I would never tell anyone what I was going through because I did not want to feel embarrassed, weak or ridiculed. I did not want my followers, coaches, and challengers to find out that their leader, their 15 Star Diamond, their top 10 Coach had faults!!! But I am human, and I am real and I am now learning that my faults are not faults at all but they are part of being human.
I soon realized that I was doing all of you a massive disservice hiding behind my truth. I am a leader. I have an incredible business built. I am at the top of a 300,000 plus person company. I am a top recruiter. I have made it so my Family could be financially blessed… people look to my page for strength, and I have done a pretty good job of making it look like I have it all together… and for the most part I did… until July 27th 2015.
Yesterday I was diagnosed with Stress induced Generalized Anxiety Disorder/ Panic Disorder/ and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder with more Obsessive than Compulsive. (I have gone through several thyroid tests, gluten test, blood work tests… Ive been through the tests! There were no answers in these tests. I will continue to do a few more testings, but so far nothing body related.)
I already knew this. I figured it out on my own over the last 2 months as I was battling constant fear, depression, panic, sadness, hopelessness, helplessness, crippling disabling OCD. When you are wrapped up in your OCD tornado you forget you have it. If you are someone who has battled with this you would know exactly what I am talking about. There have been days that I could not leave my room and when I did it took everything out of me. There were days that I would sit on google for hours upon hours in sheer terror of impending doom. I will not go into exact details of the thoughts that I was having (heck one day I may just write a book and share) but they were my worst nightmare. I would sit in tears trembling. There were nights that I laid in bed until 3 am running through the possibility that I was going insane. That I was going crazy. That I was going to die. My life looked so absolutely perfect on the outside. We have an incredible business, we are traveling around the world, my marriage is stronger than ever… so why on earth did I feel impending doom?
I then started to feel guilt as a Christian. NO MATTER HOW MUCH BIBLE I read nothing sat with me. In fact in my OCD mind I twisted everything up in my head about the Bible and about my Faith and I had to take a giant step back from my Faith. How painful is that?! The anxiety would get so bad that I could not think straight about my Family, my business, and my faith. I would avoid my Daughter in fear that she would see what I was going through. I could barely look at her without pain in my heart.
Here is an example of exactly how I felt: Imagine finding a spot on your skin. Imagine that it looks like melanoma. Imagine going on google to find out what it is and you read that you could have Cancer. Your heart begins to race, you read horrific tales of this Cancer and your entire body shuts down with chills and panic. You feel like you cannot catch your breath and your heart is beating out of your chest. Imagine that you all of sudden believe that you have Cancer, and now you are searching for an oncologist and reading about how Chemo is painful. Imagine that pain but 24/7 around the clock with a 2-3 hours of peace a day.
That is the crippling truth of the type of OCD I have. Again I cannot and will not quit share what my exact thoughts were but they turned the 4 most important things against me in my own mind (not paranoia (paranoia does not bring anxiety, but true belief. There is no rationalizing), but thoughts about them that were irrational. We all have irrational thoughts and fears in life… but the OCD mind gets stuck on them. The OCD mind obsesses about the irrational fears until it becomes crippling. Once you begin to deal with the irrational thought and you are able to cope through it, you have a whole new thoughts come through and you are in the same vicious cycle… no matter how hard you try to remind yourself that you are suffering from OCD and Anxiety. No matter what you read to find reassurance and peace your brain play tricks on you and causes you to believe what your heart is racing about.
The stress trigger you ask???
All in a 3 months span: visiting my Father in a nursing home for the first time in 7 years, my move to Texas caused me to feel isolated, to much travel (I am a creature of habit and I had 0 habit), and someone told me in a random moment that people get Schizophrenia around 30. I am 29 and my Father has Schitzophrenia. Add that knowledge (which btw is incorrect knowledge!! I learned that this is not true at all) to all of the anxiety, lack of sleep… I spiraled into stress induced OCD and Anxiety and that eventually dropped me into Depression (not that Oh I am a bit sad today because I have not worked out in days, I am talking about crying all the time, not being able to see the happy or excitement in anything that you normally enjoy. Not being able to see hope in the next hour… that type of depression. Like living another minute hurt). As I progressed out of the fear of having my Father’s illness after much guided exposure to the illness and educating myself, I started new irrational thoughts and fears. The anxiety and depression had no where to turn but to the people I loved the most. That is how OCD and Anxiety works.
I went to see several Doctors and they all confirmed that I was not going losing my mind. They confirmed that I have a chemical imbalance from stress and my body reacted in a very troubling way. This was painful to hear, but also relieving. I had a bout of Anxiety and Depression in 2008 and I took Lexapro and was able to cope and come out of my tornado with OCD. I was never diagnosed OCD but looking back now, I know that is what caused the depression. The Anxiety was OCD related. It is so troubling for me to admit all of this because lets face it… I put up a pretty strong front that I have battled my depression with fitness and clean eating. I would be doing you all a disservice if I didn’t shed light on that fact that no matter how clean I ate and no matter how much I worked out… it did not go away this time.
We wanted to have more children and I still intend on it, but it is going on the back burner as I continue to take care of myself. I am in Therapy with an amazing Therapist who specialized in OCD/ Anxiety. I am seeing a Doctor and yes I am taking Lexapro. Let me just say that this brings tears to my eyes because I fought tooth and nail to do this without medication. I cried so hard in Eric’s arms when we decided this was the right path. I did not want to listen to a single Doctor. I thought I knew better. I avoided seeking a professional because I did not want to admit that there was in fact a problem. I have a darn business and family to be strong for… I can’t have a PROBLEM! I finally caved when the problem just got to be to much. When it becomes disabling you absolutely need to take care of yourself. I would play Doctor GOOGLE for weeks. I would search for other people who had this and find out what they did and I read awful awful stories about medication. I would shake in fear looking at my prescription. I would even argue with my Doctor in Austin. I would tell her that I was above this and that I didn’t need it. She disagreed over and over again.
So here I am finally letting my guard down and seeking professional help. Here I am seeking real answers from real professionals, rather than trying to be my own Doctor while going through this battle. Anxiety / Panic/ and OCD can absolutely destroy your life. I just wanted my life back. I am taking the steps to work on this, and I am finding strength in my business, my team, and my Family. This does not mean I am pulling back from my business… in fact I have been told to do the opposite… to continue to do what you love. To continue to do life as if everything was okay, no matter how difficult. ( Imagine traveling to an event where you are being celebrated for being something incredible in an incredible company and all you can do is feel guilt, sadness, and panic…. that was my reality last week. )
Because I have not dealt with OCD and Anxiety as a teenager or a child it is not chronic, however it is stress induced, which means I have a lot of work to do on myself. I have a lot of work to do in myself to recover and avoid relapsing into this. I am a fighter, I am strong and I will conquer this. The one thing that gives me strength and hope… the idea that maybe one day my story will be on paper and it will help someone else find hope, and courage to continue to move forward and find answers.
My advice to you if you ever come across this disorder:
1. Stay away from GOOGLE!!
2. Go see a professional.
3. If you don’t like your Doctors opinion go see another one.
4. You are not alone PERIOD. Find support all around you.
If you are going through this please feel free to message me here on Facebook and lets support one another. I am here to just chat. You are not alone. I have the luxury of knowing a lot of people through my network and I am learning that so many people go through this and its incredible what a solid conversation with someone who is experiencing what you are will do for you.

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