25/07/2026
Lockdown changed my life.
Not because I suddenly found myself.
First, I had a meltdown.
Everything I’d spent years holding together finally unravelled.
At the time it felt terrifying.
Looking back, I think it was the beginning of coming home to myself.
Once the dust settled, life became incredibly simple.
There was nowhere to rush to.
Nobody needed a version of me that was performing or proving anything.
For the first time in years, I had space.
I wasn’t lonely.
I was alone.
And those are two very different things.
I ran 5k, often.
I walked for miles and really noticed what was around me. I learned to look up and my world became so much bigger and more beautiful.
I learned something new almost every day.
I became fascinated by psychology, spirituality and understanding why we become who we become.
I ate in a way that made my body feel good.
But the biggest thing I discovered wasn’t in a book.
It was me.
Not the manager.
Not the daughter.
Not the mum.
ME.
I’d always said, “I don’t believe in a God. I believe in myself.”
If I’m honest, before lockdown I wasn’t completely sure I believed my own words.
During lockdown, I realised I did.
Not because I suddenly had all the answers.
Because I learned to trust myself.
To enjoy my own company.
To appreciate who I was without needing to achieve anything.
Looking back, I don’t think my meltdown was the opposite of finding myself.
I think it was the doorway.
I couldn’t hear my own voice until everything else went quiet and I’m so very grateful for that time and space 🩷
Throwback pic from my first brand shots✨