I spent twenty-five years in HR. Watching people navigate restructures and difficult environments, careers disrupted by circumstances nobody planned for. I was good at it. I knew how to hold space for people in their hardest professional moments.
What most of them did not know was that I was carrying my own version of it the entire time.
I was never consistently the confident one. I was the person who would fight fiercely for her team, back them without hesitation, and then go completely silent the moment she needed to do the same for herself. I had leaders who believed in me genuinely and generously. And I spent years waiting for them to realise they had got it wrong.
I left school when an employer reached out to me directly. For years I carried a particular kind of embarrassment that would surface whenever someone asked what university I had attended. I had not gone. At thirty I decided to change that. Not for grand strategic reasons. Because I was done with the flinch.
I went to university and earned a BSc Honours in Psychology. It opened doors in HR that had previously been closed to me. And what I discovered on the other side surprised me. The degree did not make me more than I had been before. It simply proved that the belief had always been wrong.
I still kept getting in my own way. And for a long time I did not understand why.
Then the external world confirmed what the internal voice had always suggested. My role was made redundant and I felt redundant. It landed on top of everything I was already carrying and it landed hard.
I carried all of that alone. In silence. For far longer than I needed to.
All of that led me here.
During the COVID lockdown while between contracts I started studying online. It was the beginning of something I had not expected: a genuine passion for this work. I studied part-time throughout, partly because I loved it and partly because I wanted to build something that was not solely dependent on an employer. I qualified as a PreKure Health Coach, completed Magnetic Mind and my Diploma in Clinical and Advanced Hypnosis, all while working full-time. It was a lot. I loved every minute of it.
When my role was made redundant it hurt, even though I had already been building toward something else. The choice was not mine. I opened my practice and qualified as a Havening Practitioner. And I have been doing the most meaningful and satisfying work of my life ever since.
I built this practice from what all these experiences cracked open in me.
What I understand now is that the ceiling most of my clients have been living beneath is not their character. It is the shape of something older, a pattern formed long before the career, long before the experiences that seemed to confirm it.
That pattern is not their personality. It is a response. And it is not a life sentence.
I do not decide who my clients become. I work with them to remove what was never theirs in the first place. And I stand beside the person who emerges when that weight is finally gone.