When I hit my forties, I hit a wall.

That while on the surface, life seemed picture-perfect, beneath it all, I had a nagging feeling of dissatisfaction that gnawed at my heart. For too long, burdened by the weight of society's expectations, I strived to meet the standards set by others, often at the cost of my own dreams and aspirations, and I felt like an imposter in my life, as if I was playing a role that wasn't truly my own. I was slowly killing myself, trying to be all things to all people, and none of them was me.

I felt stuck. At work. And in my life. I wanted something different, but I didn’t know where to start. I didn’t even know how to articulate the dissatisfaction I felt, and why I felt lost.

Caught up in playing the role of being the perfect wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend & Christian– I had lost who I was, who God created me to be.

I realise now that my desire to please was rooted in my upbringing. I grew up in a ‘functioning dysfunctional’ home and the trauma of my childhood, left me with an overwhelming need for validation, and a feeling that my worth – to God and to mankind, was defined by my busyness, and my achievements, and so I filled my plate so high that it had obscured my vision of myself and my God-given purpose. I craved validation, and so I bent over backwards to meet the needs of others, often at my own expense.

My desire to please also meant that I often wore a mask – sharing only that which I felt people wanted to see or hear, so that they would approve.

I was so tired of putting on a face.

As a Christian, I knew that God heals but my scars were buried deep in a vault, locked up tight and I was living life, operating at surface level in my relationships with God, my family & my community.

I knew something had to change, and so I began my journey. It took time and a lot of money and energy, with courses, reading, researching, and figuring it all out. I learned about myself and the desire for control that was rooted in my out-of-control upbringing.

As I began the work of diving beneath the surface, I realized that deep down inside still existed the little girl who carried scars on her heart. By taking the time to peel back the layers, I went on a powerful journey of self-discovery and realized that the imposter syndrome and self-doubt I had carried for years were constructs of my own making, and it was within my power to dismantle them .

My life now is so different. I have discovered the authentic me and built resilience and a vibrancy of life that I could not have possibly imagined before. It is now my mission to show other women how to take that journey, breaking free to live a life of fulfilment & abundance.