hi, I’m jacquie

My doctor said my numbers were average for my age and moved on. My therapist said everyone in my zip code drank the way I did and quickly dropped the subject.

I never hit a rock bottom anyone would recognize.

I just knew something was wrong.

Hi, I'm Jacquie. That was me at 54. Big title, bigger salary, held it together in every room that mattered. Then I got home.

Sauvignon Blanc by 6. Organic tortilla chips by 8. Red licorice by 10. On the bad nights, climbing up to the baking cabinet for the stale chocolate chips at the back, even though I lived alone and nobody was watching. If you know that particular reach, you know.

I tried everything for decades. Every diet you can name. Books, podcasts, apps. Dry January. The chips banned from the house. New rules every Monday, broken by Friday. None of it stuck, because none of it was built for someone like me.

I built it myself. Instead of stripping things away, I added first.

After decades of binge eating and drinking too much, I quit. Both. I've been alcohol-free since Christmas Eve 2017, and I haven't gone back to the nightly cycle since.

This was never a willpower problem. You have plenty of willpower. You've been spending it all day. You just were never handed the right tools.

Now I help people break their own cycle the way I broke mine. Quietly. Privately. For good. Not as a therapist reading from a manual. Not as a 25-year-old influencer selling a reset. As someone who sat exactly where you're sitting, and found the way out.