MY STORY: FROM BREAKDOWN TO BREAKTHROUGH

I always had this knowing inside me—what I now recognize as soul consciousness. It was as if something was both within me and beyond me. Sometimes, it guided me to great things. Other times, it led me through deep pain. But it always spoke to me—sometimes loud and clear, other times as a faint whisper I struggled to interpret.

I grew up feeling painfully sensitive and different, broken even, yet, always knowing I had this golden treasure inside of me, just waiting...
I knew I had healing abilities since the age of 11. I had a zest for life, yet I resisted the conventional path. A part of me craved freedom, but I didn’t know what that looked like. I was crippled by anxiety, always feeling like I was waiting for something to happen—but was it good or bad? I couldn’t tell.

I tried so many careers, but none of them felt right. Corporate life? My intuition said, “If you want to sell your soul, go for it.” That wasn’t for me. I was a creative. I wanted adventure and fun. But how?

In 2009, aged 23, after a young unhealthy relationship, I finally listened to my gut. I got my motorbike license, decided to travel to Kenya, and felt a flicker of something real—this was the life I wanted. But then, in 2010 something took a turn… and then in 2012 my world shattered.

THE COLLAPSE

At 24, I left the UK to work as an Au Pair, believing I was stepping into a new adventure. Instead, I walked into emotional abuse. The gaslighting, control, and isolation triggered something deep inside me—undiagnosed PTSD that I didn’t yet have words for.

Then, everything fell apart.

In 2012, my mother was sectioned after a psychotic breakdown. Just months later, my brother took his own life. My life ended, yet everyone around me was just doing life as normal…
The pain was unbearable. I spiraled into a crisis of faith. I questioned everything—life, purpose, even my own existence. I became a shell of myself: anxious, depressed, battling chronic insomnia, and trapped in cycles of crippling self-doubt and self-worth struggles.

I no longer felt safe—I had entered full-blown survival mode.

To make it worse, my spiritual connection—the very thing that had once guided me—felt like it had betrayed me. The night my brother died, I heard a voice: “Leave him be.” Being deeply intuitive, I listened. I obeyed. I didn’t call him, even though I felt I should. That tore me apart. How could the Universe let this happen? How could life be so beautiful, yet so cruel?

So I shut it all down. The gifts. The intuition. The knowing. My heart. Myself.

Soon after my Brother left this mortal coil, I fell into self-employed work as a beauty therapist, I had a keen eye for business at the salon I worked at, building it back up, going out on my own too. Many of my clients walking away feeling “activated, aligned, better about themselves”, but at the time I had no idea what I was doing, I just knew I had a knack for helping people see things differently and feel good. Some of my clients would get energy activations and walk away feeling like they had been zapped.

I recall during my dark moments as an Au Pair that I had this intuitive insight of making people feel happy, being creative and living my best life. Even in my darkest of times, my many dark nights of the soul, I have had such spiritual awakenings and ideas, insights etc. I just had no idea how to execute it, I went back to the UK and sadly ended up experiencing loss, trauma and chronic stress for about a decade. While everyone else was young and building their careers and life, I was just surviving, feeling lost… waiting…

THE WAKE-UP CALL

For years, I worked six to seven days a week, juggling multiple businesses, forcing myself to grind through exhaustion, completely disconnected from my body and soul. I believed success meant overworking, proving my worth, and sacrificing myself. But all I found was burnout and a deep sense of unhappiness. I wasn’t being honest with myself.

I had also entered a seven-year unhealthy relationship, where my needs weren’t met—honestly, I didn’t even know what my needs were. I numbed myself with alcohol and antidepressants, thinking one day, I’ll be saved. Life is waiting for me somewhere, somehow…

Until something changed.

I had to make the change.

I couldn’t keep running from myself. My body shut down. My spirit refused to be ignored.

I finally stopped. I turned inward. I listened.

And what I discovered changed everything.

THE BREAKTHROUGH

Healing wasn’t about “fixing” myself. It was about remembering who I’ve always been.

Through deep healing, nervous system regulation, energy work, and radical self-trust, I reclaimed my power. I stopped suppressing my gifts. I stopped playing small. I stopped apologising for who and what I was. I reconnected with my power and activated my energy and started living in full alignment with my soul’s truth.

And now? I help others do the same.

Because I’ve walked through the darkest days, I create quantum-leap transformations for my clients.

Your path to freedom starts with reconnecting to your true essence. No more apologising. No more compromising.

Let’s activate and awaken the REAL you!

🔥If this resonates, and you’re ready to break free and step into your own transformation, let’s talk!