For as long as I can remember, the path was already there. A family business and role that needed filling. A future that made sense to everyone around me and so, eventually, to me too. I stopped asking whether it was what I wanted. It was just what was.

And then one day it wasn’t. Suddenly I was standing somewhere I didn’t recognize, holding a version of myself I wasn’t sure I’d ever actually chosen. And underneath all of it, underneath the uncertainty, fear and strange grief of watching something you built your identity around start to change, was a question I hadn’t been asked before.

Who are you, when you take all of this away?

I didn’t know.
That’s not an easy thing to admit. Especially when you’re 33, and you are supposed to have it figured out, and everyone around you seems to know exactly who they are and where they are going.

But here’s what I’ve come to believe: that question, as terrifying as it is, is also the most important one you’ll ever answer. And the only way through it is to stop pretending you already know, and start getting honest with yourself. Like REALLY honest. Maybe for the first time ever.

That’s what this is. Not a blog, or a coaching programme, or advice from someone who figured it all out and wants to show you how when all the pieces are already where they are meant to be. Just one person, in the middle of it, asking the hard questions out loud and building tools to help think through them more clearly.

If you’ve ever felt like you’ve been living someone else’s version of your life and you’re ready to figure out your own, you’re exactly who this is for.

If you want to know where I started:
Read it here