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I grew up (and now live) in a beautiful seaside town in the Northern Rivers of NSW.
My teenage years were spent battling depression and anxiety.
After leaving school, I had no idea who I was or even who I wanted to be. I was in a relationship that didn’t serve me, I hated my body (and it hated me) and the life that stretched in front of me looked very unappealing.
I struggled making decisions; from what to eat to what degree I should do. I had a feeling that I was supposed to do something big with my life, but I had no idea what it was or how I was supposed to achieve it.
I was deeply sceptical of anyone who claimed to be happy. I had convinced myself that life was a struggle that we had to endure and I was desperately searching for meaning and significance in all the wrong places.
I dabbled with addiction, slept my away through high school, and brought alcohol to school, all in an attempt to numb the pain and fear I felt about graduating and entering the “real world”
To me, “growing up” looked like getting married, having two kids and being shackled by a mortgage, fighting with your significant other until one of you got sick and left.
That idea lead me to seek solace in addiction, a world where I didn’t have to grow up, I didn’t have to know what to do with my life, because my whole world revolved around where I would get my next “hit” and what adventure I would have next.
But instead of escaping my fear, I went straight head-first into it…
Today, my world looks a little different.
I have created a job I love, I have beautiful relationships with positive and inspiring people whom I adore, I deeply respect my body and honour the process of its healing and I every experience I have is an opportunity for growth.
I no longer play the victim in my life – of God, my past, or my experiences – and instead see myself as a great “overcomer” of all life’s obstacles and challenged.
It’s a far more empowering way to live, and I feel grateful every single day for the life I get to live…
I have an overwhelming sense of purpose and I know in my heart of hearts that every single person has the capacity to create the life they want. And, in the process, change their world for the better.
I am constantly learning and expanding my own awareness and I know I don’t have all the answers, but I’m loving the process of figuring it all out.
This space is a recount of my journey from sickness to health, from pain to peace, from fear to love.
It’s the story of my journey home.
It is my deepest hope that it serves you in some way.