My Journey to Finding My Voice

For as long as I can remember, anxiety was the quiet shadow following the women in my family. I watched my mother and other relatives experience what I now know were panic attacks—episodes filled with fear, racing hearts, and an overwhelming sense of helplessness. At the time, no one understood what was happening, let alone how to heal it. It was just something we endured, silently.

So when I started having panic attacks as an adult, I wasn’t entirely surprised. What did surprise me, though, was how deeply they began to shape the course of my life.

One of my biggest dreams was to become a lawyer. It was a goal I had carried in my heart since the age of seven—bright-eyed and full of ambition. But that dream was never realised. I still remember the moment a massive panic attack gripped me at a pivotal time in my studies. It didn’t just shake me—it stopped me in my tracks. And somewhere inside, I began to believe I wasn’t capable, that I wasn’t enough.

Life moved on. I got married, had beautiful children, and built a life. But the panic attacks never completely disappeared—they would return when I was overwhelmed, acting as a kind of coping mechanism. I became good at hiding it, functioning through it, pushing forward despite the internal chaos.

Then came COVID.

Like for many people, the pandemic magnified everything I hadn’t fully faced. I was being micromanaged at work, manipulated into believing that no matter how much I did, it was never enough. The constant pressure, the disconnection from myself, and the buried emotional wounds came rushing to the surface. Something in me said, This has to stop.

And that was the moment everything began to change.

I had already been working with Reiki and practicing the Law of Attraction—tools that had supported me to a point. But it wasn’t until I discovered hypnotherapy that I experienced a true shift.

Hypnotherapy allowed me to go deeper than I’d ever gone before. It went straight to the root—to the subconscious beliefs and hidden fears I didn’t even know I was carrying. It was like peeling back the layers of an onion, gently but powerfully, and discovering the real me underneath.

The transformation was slow, steady, and profound.

I began to heal.

I stopped people-pleasing and started setting boundaries.

I let go of the belief that I wasn’t enough and started embracing my worth.

I moved from hiding in the background to stepping into visibility and speaking my truth.

I transitioned from surviving… to thriving.

And now, here I am—living my true purpose, helping others release their fears, find their voice, and live as their most authentic selves.

What once held me back is now the fuel for the work I do. And I truly believe that if I could heal and transform my life, so can you.