
26/08/2025
🇬🇧 It’s not that I always dreamed of becoming a psychologist — it just happened. Ever since I was a child, I loved being around people and listening to their stories. It fascinated me.
I remember feeling deeply concerned when one of my best friends — my sister at heart — began having panic attacks. I wanted so badly to help her, but as a child, the only thing I could do was stay with her or wait outside her room in case she needed me. One day, I accompanied her to a psychologist’s appointment. I had to wait outside, of course, but I couldn’t stop wondering about that room and what happened during their sessions. That curiosity stayed with me for years.
As I grew older, my fascination with people’s stories — what shapes them, what makes them who they are — only deepened. For a time, I thought I might become a doctor, but I realised I wanted more than just to treat illnesses. I wanted to be there for people and support them through their most vulnerable moments.
When I started my course, I knew this was the right decision. Throughout this journey, I’ve had the privilege of working with inspiring people and in places that once felt like a dream. Despite its challenges and struggles, I am still deeply in love with this field. It brings me immense fulfilment to support people and grow alongside them.
I am grateful for the incredible people who have crossed my path, and for every client who has trusted me with their stories. It is a privilege to walk alongside them as they navigate their journeys, and I feel honoured to witness their resilience and growth.
It’s been 17 years already, and while I may have many doubts in life, my love for psychology has never been one of them. 🥰
🇧🇷 Happy Psychologist’s Day | 27/08 🇧🇷