This is the part no one talks about.

It’s June 12th.
Should I be further ahead by now?
Or is everything unfolding exactly as it should?

Maybe both.

What I know is this:
I’m building something I’ve never done before,
while staying deeply human in the process.

It’s just me right now.
And somehow, it’s already in motion.

People have started offering help, without me asking. 🤯 (cue tears)

A grant writer stepped up.
A friend who’s been waiting for two years is still ready when I tag him in.
AE Collective members are already saying yes
to support inside the community when we build deeper.
Others have reached out about joining retreats or helping shape the programs.

The support has been unreal. Honestly, it blows my mind.
I’ve never been supported like this in my life, so it’s new.
And that’s part of what makes this so real. So big. So terrifying.

But maybe this time, I’m actually letting myself receive it.

I’ve been prioritizing family lately.
A little 1:1 homeschool time with each kid in the morning (but only after coffee).
I’ve also been setting boundaries to avoid falling into the trap of thinking that “more time = more success.”

It never works for me like that.

I actually have so much time now,
and that’s one of the wildest forms of abundance I’ve ever had.

Time to build.
Time to be present.
Time to get intentional.

And even with that, I still catch myself wondering…

What if this is just a dream?

How many people have a big vision and pour years into it, only for it to never happen?
What if I’m just sharing all of this into a dead end?

Or…
What if this turns into something I never could’ve imagined?

That’s the risk, right?

We don’t get guarantees.
We just get to decide what matters enough to keep going.

For me, it’s this.
Building something that makes people feel more human.
Creating a space that doesn’t shame people for not being “healed enough.”
Being part of a solution instead of waiting for systems to suddenly care.

If you’re in the in-between, trying, doubting, dreaming, cycling, I see you.

This email isn’t about me, even if I’m telling my story through it.
It’s about the ones who feel these words, because they’re living some version of it too.

You’re not alone.
You’re not late.
And maybe, just maybe…
this could actually work.

—Danielle

P.S. Yesterday, one of the rawest things I’ve ever written was published on The Good Men Project. It all started moving when I finally stopped hiding the vision and stopped trying to carry it alone. If you’ve ever loved someone who carries deep pain, or wondered what it’s like behind the scenes…

Read it here:
👉 What It’s Really Like to Love a Man with Combat PTSD

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