Redefining the Rebel Healer

For most of my life I have been called a rebel, someone that has a problem with authority. I’ve worn that label as a badge of honor, and I owned my rebellious heart. Reveled in the joy of being against the system, that I was going to do it my way.

Yet, when I was a child, they would have described me as the one prefect child, always doing as I was told, not getting in trouble, quiet and unseen as children were supposed to be. I was raised in very strict LDS house and fully believed that if I put one toe out of the line of God I would be taken straight to hell