
23/07/2025
Something you may not know about me…
Before I became a support worker and started studying to become an occupational therapist at 30, I was an interior designer who was walking around like a lost soul, moving from city to city, and I was deep in a long, difficult season of personal transformation.
My struggle phase was messy, dark, and drawn out over many years. I often felt lost, but I kept searching for the tiniest spark to guide me forward.
That pain, that slow journey became my compost. And from it, I’ve bloomed into someone more aligned, compassionate, and purpose-driven than I ever imagined.
I share this because healing is not linear, and growth rarely looks graceful while it’s happening. But if you're in the mud, please keep going. The version of you that blooms from this will be beautiful beyond words. 🌱💛