I grew up with a constant, gnawing sense that something was wrong.
A low-level but ever-present belief that I was not welcome, not wanted, and not liked.
Even in my earliest memories, I longed to feel like I mattered.
I learned very early on not to ask for help, to figure things out alone.
I constantly policed myself: Don’t be too much. Don’t say too much. Don’t take up space. Don’t be a burden.
Confusion, second-guessing, assuming no one liked me wherever I went — these became the air I breathed.
Aged 3
Playing Roles, Wearing Masks
No one ever openly said I didn’t belong, but I saw it in faces, in tones, in actions.
I felt barely tolerated by those closest to me, so I blamed myself.
I concluded I must not be a very nice person, that I couldn’t be trusted, and so I kept myself at a distance.
I wore a mask, scanning every room for non-verbal cues, terrified of getting it wrong.
If I’m honest, I didn’t know who I really was.
I had always played a role — the version of me I hoped would cause less offence.
A Relentless Will to Succeed
On my 18th birthday, my life became even more unstable.
I was told to leave the family house, finding myself homeless during my second year of A-Levels.
I was referred to a grim homeless shelter where violence and chaos were common.
However, my grades actually improved during that time because I knew education was my way out.
After three months, I was given an ultimatum: quit my studies in order to receive government benefits to pay for my accommodation or leave the shelter.
I chose to leave.
That was when I first realised how determined I was to succeed — NO MATTER WHAT.
With that determination I eventually made it to university three years later than my peers and graduated with a 2:1 BSc (Hons) in Psychology.
I chose Psychology because I wanted to understand how childhood shapes who we become as adults.
I thought I was broken and needed to know if the damage done to me could ever be undone.
Wrapping up at university
Learning What Love Looks Like
After graduating, life remained unstable.
I moved between friends’ sofas, homeless shelters, eventually landing in a physically, psychologically, and financially abusive relationship that I had no defences to escape from.
I eventually found the strength to leave, but only with the help of a restraining order.
I had recreated the same confusion I grew up with, but leaving that toxic relationship revealed something I had never acknowledged — even without ever being taught to have self-respect or boundaries, I must have loved myself to believe I deserved better.
I had first encountered Buddhism some years previously, but it was around this time that I began to practise daily.
From there, I poured myself into building a small childcare business.
My work was an extension of my Psychology degree — I studied the families I worked with, observing what love and security looked like.
Aged 25 in my first stable home since 18
Free from the toxic relationship and chanting
Chasing Freedom, Creating Scarcity
Turning 30 brought a desire to realise my dream of travelling.
But survival mode still had its grip on me.
I saved aggressively, yet a part of me felt uneasy about the idea of having ‘too much’ money.
Subconsciously, I began to sabotage myself.
I left my stable low-rent home in favour of a series of high-cost temporary abodes, took a lower-paying job, and paid a large, unexpected income tax bill.
Within months, my savings were nearly gone.
Determined not to abandon my dream, I bought my return flights with the money I had left.
I boarded my flight to Brazil with barely enough to get by for a few days, carrying the same survival mindset that had defined my life.
Instead of adventure, I found myself trapped in scarcity, recreating my childhood struggle on foreign soil.
I had completed my lifelong dream, yet because I thought so little of myself, I created the perfect conditions to ensure I could not enjoy it fully.
First week of 7 months exploring South America
Finally Naming the Pain
That’s when I was able to name my experience: emotional neglect.
It explained everything.
I wasn’t broken.
I had just never been taught that my needs mattered.
Therapy gave me my first awareness of boundaries.
Working with a Mindset Coach helped me see how much I had been shrinking myself, convinced I was unworthy.
And chanting Nam-Myoho-Renge-Kyo gave me a discipline to cleanse the negative self-talk and anchor myself in hope.
Buddhism states that “those who have suffered the most deserve to be the happiest.”
That teaching gave me hope.
Releasing What Kept Me Small
Piece by piece, I let go of the habits that kept me small — living in doubt, mistrusting friendships, isolating myself, not speaking up, rejecting healthy love because it felt too uncomfortable.
And in doing the work, I uncovered;
Peace.
Clarity.
Self-acceptance.
I learned to find joy in the simple, everyday moments where I once felt comfortable in chaos.
The strength to say “no” without guilt.
The courage to let others sit in the discomfort of my boundaries, rather than people pleasing.
Present day
From Broken to Unbreakable
What I once interpreted as being unlovable was simply the reality that the people around me didn’t have the capacity to love me properly.
I am now able to forgive them wholeheartedly because every step led me here — to an unshakable belief in myself.
Now, I help entrepreneurs like you grow from self sabotage, get out of their own way and create the life they deserve.
Healing is possible.
I am living proof.
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