Nest Psychotherapy and Counselling

31/12/2025

A very huge thank you. From me, to you. 🤍

As 2025 closes (and yes, I know, I’m on UK time and technically still in 2025), I want to pause and say thank you. Properly. Deeply. With my whole heart and soul.

To my clients.
The ones who show up tired, hopeful, guarded, brave. The ones who let me witness the mess, the magic, the patterns, the pauses, the growth. The ones who trust me with their stories, their relationships, their softer insides. It is an enormous privilege to sit alongside people while they change, and I never forget that.

This year has been… a lot. Personally. Professionally. Existentially.
It began with grief. Losing one parent in law and supporting my kids through that great loss. Then supporting another through failing health, right through to voluntary assisted dying. And then, unexpectedly, getting to know him in such a different way afterwards.

Getting to know someone all over again after they die through pictures and memories has been wild and beautiful. Watching someone I loved choose dignity, autonomy and grace at the end of life landed in my body as both heartbreak and a strange, steady kind of peace.

Then came the grief that ripples. My grief. My husband’s grief. Our children’s grief. All moving at different speeds. All very human.
We got the privilege (and pain 😉) of moving 3 times and got to explore what this felt like.

Alongside that, I watched my kids grow into people who amaze me every single day (And yes, also drive me up the f*% wall too 😜Both things can be true)

I said goodbye to my kids primary school, which means neither of my children will ever be younger than high school again.

Inside the practice, there were beautiful highs. Growth. Depth. Expansion. Saying goodbye to our gorgeous Vic as she heads into having her second bubba, and welcoming Mel Nadin, who we will introduce properly very soon. Watch this space.

This past week, life did what life does. My mum was taken into hospital in Liverpool, England, and I made a decision I would never usually make. I came alone. Not with kids. Missing Christmas and Nee Year with my hearts…

So, with it being just me with my Mum and siblings, it’s given me more space. Slow mornings. Daily care. Cups of tea.

A kind of presence I would normally rush past. Pressure made space, which still surprises me.

Today, for example, I drove a four hour round trip to get medication from Liverpool while staying in the Lake District. I took the wrong turn four times, added an extra hour, and swore. A lot. And then my process oriented brain kicked in and said, “Huh. I wonder why the world took me this way.”

Not in a “everything happens for a reason” way. TBH, it can really p**s me off when people throw that sentence at traumatised or grieving people.

More in a quieter way. A sense that there is often a deeper process unfolding underneath our plans. Sometimes we push back. Sometimes we question. Sometimes we are furious.

This year has given me many moments of hand wringing despair about the state of the world and humanity. And yet, often, there has been a calm understanding underneath it all.

Something bigger than me. Bigger than certainty. Bigger than answers.

And then, my beautiful husband. For his unwavering emotional, physical, logistical, deep, and mostly unseen support. For holding the fort. Holding the kids. Holding me. For making it possible for me to do this work at all.

To my clients, thank you for letting me into your inner worlds with you. For letting me witness your highs and lows while living my own. This work is sacred. And messy. And very, very real.

Surprise sentence of 2025…
“From the Lake District,” with a full, tired, grateful heart.
Thanks for the lessons, 2025.
Here I come, 2026 🤍

18/12/2025

Today we share a huge, love-filled farewell to our amazing Practice Manager, Vic, as she heads off to welcome her new little one into the world.💛✨

It’s hard to put into words just how much Vic has given to this space. Her dedication, her work ethic, her kindness, and the pure heart she brought into every single day has shaped our practice in such a deep and lasting way.

Vic has helped create a place where people feel safe, supported, understood and welcomed. She has poured love into our clients and care into the practice, always going above and beyond with warmth, compassion and a genuine desire to give.

As she steps into this next chapter, becoming a mumma to two beautiful little souls, we hope life gives back to her the same love she has given out so freely. We hope she finds time to rest, to breathe, and to hold space for herself amongst the beautiful chaos of motherhood. She deserves that and so much more.

Vic, thank you for every moment, every laugh, every late night, every idea, every hug, and every ounce of passion you’ve poured into this place. Your energy will always live here, and we will miss you more than words will ever say.

Go gently, go proudly, and know you are forever part of our story.

With love, our little Nest community💛

15/12/2025

We believe in unity, compassion, and respect for all. Violence against people, especially during moments meant for peace and sacred reflection, is appalling and stands in direct opposition to love, diversity, and the values that bind us together.

Please remember what makes us similar; love, pain, our humanness. To all who courageously turned toward to help, thank you.

To all who need support right now, you are not alone. These services may be of assistance:

Jewish Care: 1300 133 660 https://jewishcare.com.au/
Hatzolah, free counselling https://www.hatzolah.com.au/
Lifeline: 13 11 14
Beyond Blue: 1300 22 4636
13YARN: 13 9276

Tracy💛

04/12/2025

Sometimes the person listed as “father-in-law” is actually the person who held the dad-space in your life.
And when they die, the grief can hit in ways that feel big, confusing and hard to explain.
If you’ve ever felt grief that didn’t match the label, this one’s for you. 💛

Full Blog: https://nestcounselling.com.au/losing-my-father-in-law-the-grief-that-didnt-fit-the-label/

24/11/2025

Parenting while grieving is one of the hardest emotional juggling acts I’ve ever done.
My kids just lost someone they loved deeply - and they were there when he died. And while they’re grieving, they’re also still navigating school, friendship fallouts, exhaustion, hormones, neurodivergent overwhelm… and life in general.

And somewhere in the middle of all that is me - grieving too, perimenopausal, overstimulated, and trying to figure out when to gently encourage them and when to just let them be held.

This blog is for any parent trying to support their kids’ big feelings while their own heart is broken.

It’s messy. It’s real. It’s full of love, honesty and those “I can’t do today” moments.

You’re not alone in this.

💛 Read the full blog: https://nestcounselling.com.au/supporting-your-kids-through-grief/

17/11/2025

Boundaries aren’t walls.
They’re clarity.
They’re safety.
They’re how you stay connected without losing yourself.

If that’s the season you’re in, join me for Boundaries Without Being a Bi*** - a supportive, real-life webinar for women who want healthier relationships and less resentment.

05/11/2025

We don’t talk anymore - not really.
Not about the things that matter. Not about how you feel.
Somewhere along the way, the small talk replaced the real talk.

It happens quietly.
Work gets busy. Life gets loud.
You start protecting each other from honesty, thinking it’s kindness.
But slowly, the space between you grows.

At The Relationship Retreat, we help couples find their way back to real conversation - the kind that rebuilds trust, safety, and connection.

It’s not about who’s right.
It’s about feeling heard again.

💛 Two days. One space to reconnect.
📍 Southern Highlands

01/11/2025

It has been an emotional, celebratory, heartbreaking period over the past couple of months as my father in law has declined in health and took his last breath Earthside last Friday.

He has loved me, and I him, for the past 16 years. He was the BEST Grandpa my kids could have wished for and has gently guided them and shown unconditional regard and love for them.

I am most grateful that he helped to create, guide and shape (along with my Mother In Law) the man I would get to do life with.

I see so much of my Father In Law in my husband. The quiet certainty they approach life with, the strong ethics and values they live life by, an insatiable curiosity and love of learning and such a deep love, not just felt, but shown, to those lucky enough to be a recipient.

Thank you Dave for co creating my best friend, for loving my babies like your own, for the life lessons, the debates, the hugs and our mutual love of music 🎶.

I am so grateful to all of my clients who have shown compassion and understanding with rescheduling that has been required.

This is the beautiful, messy, unpredictable, heartbreaking reality of living. And how lucky we are that we get to experience love and life.

05/10/2025

Sometimes therapy doesn’t click the first time - and that can shake your confidence. But here’s the truth: the first therapist isn’t always your therapist.

Finding the right fit can take time. And when you do, it changes everything - how safe you feel, how honest you can be, and how much you grow.

If your first experience wasn’t what you hoped for, don’t give up on therapy altogether. Give yourself permission to find the person who gets you. 💛

30/09/2025

Sometimes the hardest part is giving yourself permission to slow down and talk. 🌿

Life doesn’t always give us space to pause - to reflect, to be heard, or to simply admit that things feel heavy. That’s where therapy can make a difference. It’s not about fixing you, because you’re not broken. It’s about having a safe, compassionate space where your feelings, your story, and your hopes for the future truly matter. 💛

At Nest, therapy is a place where you can unpack the hard stuff without judgement, explore new ways of relating, and find the connection you’re longing for - with yourself and with the people you love.

If this feels like something you’re ready for, reach out today. Your future self will thank you. ✨

Book your session through the link in bio

26/09/2025

✨Invisible battles✨

This memory popped up and it is still as relevant to share as it was then.

As I reflect, I am so grateful that I had this opportunity and it was such a positive step for me to go through with my hysterectomy. It’s not the op that is the import at message though, it is being taken seriously, having agency over your body and your health and also being BELIEVED.

I could write (and so probably will) another one similar on but that is for another day.

To all you folks out there, trying to get through a day as you fight battles no one can see. I see you 👀, and I send you a tonne of love.

Sophie Gleitzman Naturopath Charlotte Pointeaux - Ceremonial Priestess & Spiritual Business - I’ll always be so grateful to you both.

✨Adenomyosis/Invisible Illness✨

So, I’m at it again, about to share with you some deep personal stuff and as usual my process around deciding what is relevant and helpful to share and what is not has been completed. This is necessary, as I really feel like it should be talked of more, if you feel you can, and I do!

I’ve been experiencing a chronic condition that for many (let’s be real, I’m getting old so it’s many, many, many but I’m just using the one many 😉) years, with many different tests and medical professionals, was misunderstood, undiagnosed, misdiagnosed, dismissed, and ignored.

It left me with feelings of shame and mountains of guilt. Not liking myself much and feeling like I was a hypochondriac who couldn’t do life as well as others.

What I have learnt over the past 2 years by working with some badass legends who have changed my life, is that what I thought I was doing, moaning, being unreliable, lazy was, in fact a complete myth and in fact, I was doing life, often pushing myself despite this chronic and invisible condition.

I have a very real, and at times debilitating, little researched condition called adenomyosis.

I won’t go into the ins and outs of it too much, you may be eating your dinner. But it is a gynaecological condition that has caused, amongst other things, chronic inflammation in my body.

I had spent so many years feeling that I was overreacting, was being a burden and in constant fear of letting people down. Like constant.

I would also be hypervigilant to a flare up, so once I would feel the familiar visit from my old ‘mate’ fatigue or migraine or aches and pains, it would build up a storm of fear and criticism inside my mind along with the physical symptoms. That’s without even considering the period pains.

The ‘here we go again’ would start to chime in and so the physicality of what I was experiencing would be compounded 10-fold by the mental and emotional anguish around my inability to show up in the world Once. Again.

When I met the practitioner/magician Sophie Gleitzman Naturopath and not only did she believe every word, she theorised that it sounded like I had adenomyosis, it was like a scene from a movie when the clouds clear and the sun begins to shine and birds begin to chirp.

Then Dr Andrew Zuschmann joined in and it started to feel like there was possibility.

It was still a hard slog, many appointments, and conversations along the way with me feeling like I had to hold that mental load of carrying all the different findings from different practitioners to each other so we could truly build a picture.

Trying different treatments, many, many tests, and procedures to attempt to ward of the most invasive, a hysterectomy.
Yet, here I find myself on the eve of having a hysterectomy. It feels scary. It is major surgery after all, which I am lucky enough to have never experienced before. I am also scared that after all of this, not much will change (I have a sense that is most likely ole mate ‘inner critic’ though just trying to keep me grounded and not expect too much, or maybe letting me know that all this effort on everyone else’s part better be worth it!”).

But I am filled with gratitude to all the people who’ve helped me discover myself on this journey, to trust in my gut.

I don’t think it would have been possible if I hadn’t worked with the wizardress that is Charlotte Pointeaux - Wild Feminine Cycle Coach. Charlotte and I worked together for 6 months in a way that was heart and soul led rather than thought out and it ended up being very much about me reconnecting with my womb. Forging a new relationship with it, being able to stop with the old messages of having a broken one, or my periods being a nightmare, or this part of my body being diseased and unwanted.

My work with Charlotte helped me get to a place where I fell in love with my womb, I was able to have so much gratitude for it. I was able to change the past story around my horrendous and painful periods, my menstrual related depression and anxiety, my struggles falling pregnant, my babies that my uterus couldn’t hold on to.
I was able to see it for what it HAD provided me, the ability to grow life, the precious babies that had been there and then left too early and what that taught me about myself and empathy for others, and of course my amazing humans that I did grow and birth.

I was able to see the amazing gift that I had been gifted, a uterus that not everyone who deserves, gets one.

I was able to say thank you to her, and to let her know that I could hear how tired she was and how hard she had worked for me over the years. I was able to let her know she could bow out now. Have a rest.

So, as of tomorrow, she will not be part of my body anymore, and I write this with tears on my face, and love in my heart (and of course huge levels of anxiety and fear coursing through me too 😉 – operations eeeeekkkk – pain – eeekkkk)

But I wrote this to honour her, I wrote it to speak to all of you who also live with chronic and invisible conditions. To people who feel they are ‘weak’, or not ‘tough enough’, or don’t ‘show up’ enough. F**k that, you ROCK!!!

To live with a backdrop of discomfort, pain, isolation, apprehension, a sense of not being believed, a feeling that you need to mask and being generally exhausted and still opening your eyes each morning and giving it all another go, you are SUPERHEROS. I see you! I salute you!

Wish me luck x

26/09/2025

We’ve moved. 🌿

Nest now has a new space - warm, calm, and ready to welcome you in.
Different address, same heart. 💛