The Version of Me That Was Killing Me (And Why I Burned Her Down)

You’ve probably seen people like her. Always achieving. Always doing. Always showing the fuck up - even when her body was falling apart. I was her. I became her.

After my divorce, I clawed my way back into life the only way I knew how - achieving . Finished my Bachelor’s in Sports Management. Started raising my daughter solo. Pushed myself back into the world I loved. Squash. Movement. Leadership. Power.

Then my body said, “No more.”

The Collapse I Didn't See Coming I didn’t trip and fall. I spiraled - hard, quiet, terrifying. Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome crept in like a thief in the night, stealing my energy, my freedom, my identity. The athlete. The doer. The strong one. Gone.

And with her, a version of me I thought was untouchable. I couldn’t perform anymore - not for the world, not for my kid, not even for myself. I remember thinking:

“If I can’t do what I love… who the fuck am I?”

I spiraled into depression. And no amount of mindset work, journaling, or pushing through did a goddamn thing .

The Lie I Had to Unlearn We are taught that strength means powering through . That rest is weakness. That worth comes from doing - not being.

And I was doing everything “right”... while my nervous system, my body, and my soul were waving white flags behind the scenes.

The world applauds your success - but it doesn’t see your slow internal death when your identity is tied to performance you can’t keep up.

The Spark That Reignited My Fire And then - something shifted. It wasn’t overnight. It wasn’t pretty. But it was real .

My daughter’s light. My partner’s presence. An unexpected mentorship from a squash legend. A second degree - this time, an MBA. A bigger vision for something that mattered: ParaSquash.

And in that space of collapse and reimagining - I found me again. But not the version I used to be. Stronger. Clearer. Soul-led.

I started pulling the thread that connected my burnout, my body, my truth. And it led me all the way to Human Design, coaching, and the realisation that changed fucking everything:

We’re not broken. We’re uniquely designed. And when we understand how we’re built - we become unstoppable.

The Birth of Unstoppable by Design I launched this business at 40 - not because I “had it all figured out,” but because I finally knew who I wasn’t anymore. I wasn’t here to perform. I wasn’t here to hustle. I wasn’t here to shrink into someone else's idea of success.

I’m here to mirror truth. To hold space for unraveling. To guide high-achieving, neurospicy, beautifully complex humans like you back to the wisdom your body has been whispering all along.

If you're standing in the wreckage of who you used to be - I see you. You’re not too much. You’re not too broken. You’re just done pretending.

And fuck yes - that’s where real power begins.

Next up: “Burnout Isn’t a Mindset Issue - It’s a Nervous System Calling Bullshit.” (Trust me, you’ll want to read it.)