09/02/2026
When my son was in primary school, he was bullied.
He was a calm, gentle child and was often seated next to children who struggled within the school environment. When he told me that another child was deliberately hurting him, I contacted the school. They tried to help — but despite their efforts, the situation didn’t change.
Shortly after, I made a decision that wasn't easy but was necessary. I contacted the other child’s parent.
Their child was frequently disruptive, and I had noticed how quickly other parents judged — how easily a narrative forms when a child doesn’t fit neatly into expectations. While it is deeply distressing when your child is on the receiving end of harmful behaviour, it is also painful when your child is the one who is excluded, labelled, or misunderstood.
As a parent the phrase “it takes a village to raise a child” had deeply resonated with me and my instinct was simple: both children mattered. They were children — still learning, still developing, still deserving of care.
It took courage to make that phone call and to say, calmly and respectfully, “Your child is hurting mine.” I didn’t know how it would be received, but I knew it mattered that I tried. I wanted to show my son what respectful conflict resolution looks like — that we can set boundaries without villainising, and seek understanding without excusing harm.
Every child grows into an adult who carries their childhood wounds and triumphs with them. Those experiences quietly shape how they relate, cope, and show up in the world.
This belief sits at the heart of my work as a counsellor.
I hold space for complexity. I believe accountability and compassion can exist together. I work from the understanding that behaviour has meaning, that people are more than their most difficult moments, and that healing happens when we feel seen rather than judged.
When we care for every child, every client, every story — we are caring for the future we all share.