I didn’t become an anxiety specialist for mums by accident. I became one because I lived it, just from the other side.

As a little girl, I watched my grandmothers and mother carry their anxiety into every season of their lives. Each generation subconsciously passing down this anxiety and fear to the next.  No one talked about it. No one offered my grandmothers or mother support. They just survived. From cot death, to postnatal depression and postpartum psychosis. As their daughter, I inherited this underlying hypervigilance, learning to survive and believing that having children made you sad. That survival shaped everything:

The panic I called “stress.”
The over-functioning I called “success.”

The negative thoughts I called “ my truth and identity”
The burnout I ignored until I couldn’t anymore.

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My healing didn’t begin until I reached a tipping point of alcoholism and burnout, when the thought of carrying on the same way felt heavier than the fear of asking for help. Through holistic practices such as CBT, breathwork, and gentle nervous system-based work, I finally learned how to feel safe inside my own mind. And now, I help other women find that peace, too.

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This is created for the mothers who are holding it together while falling apart inside. For the grown up daughters like me, who want to be the full stop and pass down emotional freedom to their little ones. For every woman who’s ready to come out of survival and into something softer. And finally, this is for my grandmothers and mother, the bravest and most loving women I know, because deep down I am just that little girl, wanting to see them smile once more.