Let me ask you something.. when was the last time you were genuinely happy?

And, I don’t mean because you booked a holiday or bought something new.. I mean, real, wake up in the morning, peace in your chest, ‘I actually like my life’ happy?

For a long time I couldn’t answer that question.
And that, for any woman.. is not acceptable.

My life wasn’t bad but I definitely wasn’t happy.
And that’s the dangerous bit - when it’s not quite bad enough.. you just tolerate it.
You explain it away and convince yourself it’s ‘fine’.

But since when was ‘not bad enough’ the standard for how life should feel?

I did what most women do.. kept myself busy, distracting myself with plans, to do lists, living for the weekends and pretending I was okay.

And the moment things changed for me, wasn’t dramatic.
It was honest.

I realised the life I tolerated, would soon become my childrens ‘normal’.
My patterns, coping mechanisms and standards would become theirs and I wanted more for them.

So I started listening to myself, really listening.
Questioning all the ways of being I’d carried for years.

Gradually, I let go of everything that no longer served me and focussed on who I wanted to become.
Slowly, things shifted and over time, I rebuilt my entire life into something I could be proud of.

Now, it wasn’t all ‘Self Care Sunday’ and candlelit baths, it was uncomfortable as hell for the most part but nothing is as uncomfortable as staying the same when you’re unhappy.
So was it worth it? A million times over.

And, that’s exactly why I do what I do now.

Which is helping women who feel exactly how I once did to see the power they have to change their lives whilst giving them the support they need, so they never have to walk that journey alone.

Because waking up and feeling good.. clear headed, clear hearted, surrounded by people who feel like home, living a life you don’t need a holiday from.. that’s not luck.

And it is not a fantasy reserved for ‘other women’.

It’s a choice.