My name is Jaymie and I’m loud, energetic, a little bit wild, very feral, I feel deeply but most importantly I’m unapologetically me. I’ve never been interested in pretending to have it all figured out or presenting some perfect version of myself. What you see is me, as I am, with all the mess that comes with it.

But I’ll be honest, getting to this version of me has been one hell of a journey.

I’m a survivor of domestic violence, from childhood through to adulthood, and sexual abuse. I’ve experienced loss, trauma and grief, and I’ve hit rock bottom more times than I ever thought possible. I lost my dad to suicide. I lost myself in binge addiction, including drugs. I lost myself to self harm for over a decade. I battled an eating disorder and spent years trying to numb, escape and survive things I didn’t yet know how to face.

Then in 2022, I ended up in ICU following a suicide attempt. That was the biggest wake up call of my life. Something had to change. I didn’t want to keep existing in survival mode. I wanted to know what it actually felt like to live.

And that was the beginning of a completely different chapter of my life. I started exploring myself in ways I never had before. I went through different modalities, self development, spirituality, shadow work, emotional processing and so many different practices that helped me understand myself a little more. Some things resonated deeply, some didn't, some helped for a season and some stayed with me.

I learned how to actually sit with myself. I learned how to feel emotions instead of constantly trying to escape them. I started recognising patterns I had carried for years and questioning the things I had always believed about myself. And honestly, it wasn't always pretty. There were plenty of uncomfortable moments, plenty of times I wanted to run from what I was feeling and plenty of times I had to look at parts of myself I didn't particularly like.

But slowly, I started becoming someone I actually knew. I started trusting myself. I started finding my voice. I started learning that I didn't have to keep shrinking myself to make other people comfortable. I started realising that I could feel deeply without being consumed by everything I felt. And perhaps most importantly, I started learning that I didn't need someone else to save me.

I’ve never believed there was one thing that magically turned my life around, because honestly, that would be a load of shit. It was all of it. Every tool, every experience, every uncomfortable moment, every realisation and every little shift helped me get to where I am today.

Embodied Rebirth became one of the most profound pieces of that journey for me, and it's something that has stayed with me. It helped me connect with myself in a different way and gave me another layer of understanding around emotions, the body, expression and what it means to truly feel what is there. But it wasn't one thing. It was the whole fucking journey.

And I think that's important for me to say because I will never stand here and tell you that one modality, one practice or one person is going to change your entire life. I don't believe in that. I believe in exploring. I believe in finding what resonates with you. I believe in trying things, learning, questioning, growing and sometimes completely changing direction. I believe healing and self discovery can be messy as hell, and I believe you are allowed to become a completely different version of yourself along the way.

Fast forward to 2026, and I’m living a life I once dreamed about as a little girl, that I never thought I’d be alive to see. I have a man beside me who loves me for exactly who I am, appreciates me and never tries to change me. I’m surrounded by incredible women who lift me up, support me, believe in me and genuinely want to see me succeed. I believe in myself. I know what happiness feels like. I’m in full recovery from the addictions that once consumed me. And I genuinely like the woman I've become. That might sound simple, but for me, it means everything.

I don't regret what I've been through. I wouldn't wish it on myself or anyone else, but I also can't deny that it shaped me. It gave me experience, perspective, tools and a depth of understanding that I wouldn't have had otherwise. It taught me what it feels like to lose yourself. It taught me what it feels like to survive. And eventually, it taught me what it feels like to come back to yourself.

I know what it feels like to carry things quietly, to disconnect from yourself, to make yourself smaller and to not know who you are underneath everything you've been carrying. And I know what it feels like to slowly find that person again.

That's a huge part of why I'm here. I don't have all the answers. I'm not here to tell you how you should live your life or what your journey needs to look like. I'm simply a woman who has lived a lot, felt a lot, learned a lot and continues to learn every single day.

What I can do is create a space where women can come as they are. A space where you don't have to perform, pretend or have everything figured out. A space where you can be loud, emotional, messy, quiet, vulnerable, powerful or whatever the fuck you need to be. Because I know how powerful it can be when you finally feel safe enough to be fully yourself.

And being able to create that kind of space for other women is something I once never imagined I'd be doing.

Honestly, it feels like a dream come true.

Much love,

Jaymie xx