Have you ever woken up and realized you had become unrecognizable? That your very definition had become roles for other people? Mother. Sister. Wife. Caretaker. Bread winner. Shoulder to cry on. Rock of the family? Well, I Soulaire, have and on that morning, rather than continue the road of perpetual unhappiness, I decided to kill that version of myself. Kill her so there was no possible chance of going back to her. I went underground. I found people like me who were looking to rediscover themselves, and together we built a foundation of growth and learning and community that I like to call the Soulful Journey.