My story...

I used to live a life that was always doing. Constantly on the go, burning myself out without even realising it. I was disconnected from my body, always pushing through, believing that if I didn’t do, nothing would change. I placed myself in situations that were traumatic, surrounded myself with people who had their own agendas, or relationships that felt transactional, unsafe, or outright toxic. I lived with stress as my baseline, reacting to life, unknowingly carrying functional anxiety and depression.Some symptoms were lingering in the background, chronic fatigue, minor body aches, and on the odd occasion, a very mild form of tinnitus, but they were manageable. I carried on. But nothing could have prepared me for what was to come.Everything changed. I entered a very painful, life-altering chapter that brought me to my knees. The tinnitus became severe and constant. My body was in chronic inflammation, with tingling and stabbing pains all over that would come and go. My gut was inflamed. I was losing weight unintentionally and reacting to almost everything I ate. I developed a long list of food sensitivities, my balance was off, it felt like someone was pulling the back of my head with invisible strings. My neck was in constant pain. My sinuses were congested and pressurised, my Eustachian tubes dysfunctional. At times, it felt like my head was going to explode. I couldn’t even swallow without discomfort.“I was trapped in a body I didn’t recognise anymore, losing the identity I thought was mine.”My eyesight became blurry and I struggled to focus on anything at a distance. I was riddled with anxiety. I had no idea what was happening to me. My nervous system was in full-blown survival mode, desperate to fix what was wrong, as it always had.This was it. The darkest time I’ve ever known. I was filled with terror and uncertainty, spiralling thoughts constantly repeating: “How will I live like this? I can’t bear the noise in my head. My life is over.” Anger, grief, shame, all of it surfaced. Emotions I had long buried. I was isolated and unsupported, at rock bottom.I saw doctor after doctor, specialist after specialist. I was dismissed, told everything looked “normal,” despite my body screaming with unbearable symptoms.“I realised no one was coming to save me. I had to become my own saviour.”That’s when the real work began. Not the kind of surface level fixes I used to chase. I’m talking about deep soul work, the kind most people run from. Emotional processing. Nervous system healing. Reprogramming my mind and the beliefs that had been running the show. Rewiring the thought patterns and behaviours that were no longer serving me. Ancestral patterning. Relationship wounds. Breathwork, meditation, yoga, and many more modalities that contributed to my healing journey. I looked at all of it.I started to see the stories I had been stuck in, the unconscious dynamics shaping my life. I began dissolving the layers that had kept me small and bound. What followed was a reawakening. I started to understand that all the trauma, all the chronic stress, the years of coping, even environmental triggers like mould and viruses, had all accumulated in my system. It was real, and it was rooted in my body, mind, and nervous system."My nervous system had become impaired from years of internalised chaos."I look back and see just how far I’ve come. I’ve found practices that helped me slow down, practices that I made my own. These tools became pivotal turning points in my healing. It wasn’t about becoming someone new; it was about unlearning the stories and beliefs I had inherited. Beliefs that kept me in survival and out of truth.“This happened for me, not to me.”That took time to see, and even longer to integrate. But now, I get it. This wasn’t a punishment. It was a portal. A messy, painful initiation that invited me into deep healing. And I always had a quiet sense that perhaps, eventually, this would be something I could share with others.But I didn’t want to rush into helping people before I had truly anchored into my own healing. What I see too often in the healing world are people working with others before they’ve fully integrated their own process, and that can be harmful, especially for those who are vulnerable.Now, I’m at a stage where even though healing is never linear and never truly done, it’s lineage. I feel called to start slowly sharing my gifts. Through coaching, teaching, meditations, retreats, music, and writing. I’m most drawn to supporting sensitive souls navigating the complexity of chronic health symptoms, people who feel misunderstood, unseen, and long to reconnect to the truth of who they are. I’ve been there. And if that’s where you are now, and you feel called to work with me, I’d love to hear from you.For anyone wondering about my credentials, I’m a fully qualified Life Coach and Wellbeing Coach, trained through the British School of Coaching. I’ve also had the honour and privilege of becoming a Peter Crone Mastermind graduate and also training with Nicky Clinch body and mind maturation expert, these experiences have deeply shaped the way I view healing, freedom, and the mind-body connection.In addition, I’m trained in a number of complementary modalities, including Neuro Linguistic Programming (NLP), meditation, yoga, and breathwork.