The Turning Point
One day, I said something out loud that I never thought I would, “I don’t think this is working anymore.” My husband responded with unwavering support: “Go wherever you want. I’ll support you.”
With a newborn in one arm and a toddler in the other, and the unwavering support of my husband, I began a quiet journey inward — a journey of learning, healing, and rediscovering who I truly was.
I started with self-help books, then got coached, and eventually got certified myself. I kept peeling layers — of guilt, shame, fear, confusion. With every breakthrough I had, I realised: I wasn’t just healing myself. I was being prepared to help others.
That journey made one thing clear: I wasn’t just meant to heal. I was meant to help others heal too.




