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About Stephanie Talamantez

About Me

Heyyy Beauties! I'm so glad you found my page. My name is Stephanie Talamantez. I'm a proud momma, survivor, woman of faith and forever a work in progress. I'm someone who knows confusion, pain and brokenness. But I'm also someone who knows what it means to rise. 

There are entire chapters of my life I don't remember. Many from childhood but also a fair share from my 20's. Through therapy, I've learned this kind of memory loss can be a common response to trauma.  It's the brains way of protecting us.  It doesn't erase the pain; it merely stores it in the vault until you're ready to face it. 

There are some parts of my life I do remember. Some I will share here, and some are still sealed in my vault. That’s the journey of healing. There’s no timeline. There’s no rush. You heal at your own speed. Right now, I know that it’s better for some parts of my story to stay tucked away, and that’s ok.  

At the age of 10 I lost my Dad to Cancer. Losing him destroyed my whole world. Losing him spiraled my life into a direction I wasn't prepared for. I spent my pre teen and teenage years navigating trauma, self worth struggles and shame.  

I hid my sadness behind cheerleading cheers and competition routines. I smiled in front of hundreds while slowly dying inside. From middle school bullying to toxic relationships throughout my 20's, life gave me more than enough reasons to give up, but God said NO!

The day I found out I was pregnant was the day my life began to feel meaningful. I finally had a purpose. Becoming a mom saved my life. But still, I felt lost. When my kids weren't with me, I spiraled. Who was I without them? My whole identity was being their mom. It was the only thing keeping me alive. 

Over time, I found healing through faith, community and doing the deep inner work I'd been avoiding for years. I learned how to listen to my body and most importantly how to respect myself.

Today, I'm a mom, business owner, and most importantly, a daughter of God. I no longer feel shame for the experiences I had. Instead, I continue my healing journey through the lens of compassion. I understand that what happened wasn't my fault. There's no more shame or guilt. I no longer feel, "dirty." Remember, healing isn't a race. Your only goal is to heal safely. There's no timeframe for that.

I'm a Certified Professional Life Coach, Certified Confidence & Self Esteem Coach, a Mental Health First Aider, and a Licensed to carry holder. I'm an advocate for Mental Health and female safety. I actively use my social media platforms to be the voice for the silenced. I teach women how to hold space for their breakdowns and their breakthroughs. 

But titles aside, I'm living proof that healing is possible.

My Coaching Style

I’ve been broken in more ways than I can count. Even reaching the point where I didn’t want to be here anymore. I attempted to end it all, thinking the world would be better off without me. 

But God said, “You're Needed.”

The only reason I’m still standing is because of His grace. I should’ve been dead but instead, I was chosen to live, rise, and lead.

I don’t coach from some perfect place. I coach from the ashes I had to rise out of. From late nights questioning my worth to mornings forcing a smile when I was barely holding it together.

My coaching is rooted in both professional training and the kind of hard-earned wisdom that only comes from surviving what was meant to destroy you.​

This isn’t fluffy motivation, it’s real, raw, soul shaking work. Together, we go deep. We cry, we cuss, we laugh, we heal and then comes that firecracker moment when you throw your shoulders back and scream,

“OH SHIT!!! I’M A BADASS!”​

I coach for the little girl in me who was hurt, unheard, and left to figure it out alone. The one who cried behind closed doors, who didn’t know safety, who didn’t know her worth.

She didn’t have a voice back then but she damn sure has one now. And every time I help a woman rise, I’m honoring her. I’m fighting for her. I’m healing her.

I coach women like me. The ones who’ve been overlooked, underestimated, and are finally ready to reclaim their power. It’s time to stop hiding and start walking like the badass you are.

Let’s go claim every inch of your magic!!!


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