The No-BS Journal
This Journal isn’t about sugarcoating life. There’s no “everything happens for a reason” here, no fluffy affirmations, no pretending I’ve got it all figured out. This is my no BS space to lay it all out my mess, my chaos, my survival. The days when my body won’t cooperate, my mind won’t stop racing, and the world feels like it’s moving forward without me.
This is where I get real about chronic illness, mental health struggles, trauma, and the uphill battle of just existing. It’s messy, it’s raw, and it’s honest the kind of honesty most people avoid.
Here, inspiration meets reality. Education meets raw truth. Awareness meets healing. And yeah… it’s basically my virtual journal, documenting the unfiltered truth of navigating a life that doesn’t come with an instruction manual.
You’ll read about the hard stuff the heartbreak, the isolation, the setbacks no one warns you about but also the wins, the small wins, and the unexpected moments of clarity that remind you: you can survive this, and you can rise from it stronger than you thought possible.
Topics include:
Domestic Violence and Healing – the ugly, the painful, the survival
Living With Chronic Illness and Pain – the days that feel impossible and the wins that keep you going
Reflections – raw thoughts, uncomfortable truths, and insights from the trenches
Life Unfiltered Series on Various Topics – deep dives into specific struggles, challenges, and growth areas so you can really learn, relate, and reflect
This space is for anyone who’s tired of pretending. For anyone who’s felt unseen, stuck, or defeated. Your pain doesn’t define you, your courage to rise does. Step in. Read, reflect, and claim your power.
The Quiet Power of Women Gathering
Holding space for other women means I get to have lunch dates, catch ups, and real conversations.
This Is the Reset
I didn’t realise how much I’d been holding until I got here.
Like you’re always bracing for something, even when nothing’s happening.
When the Holiday Ends
This trip wasn’t about ticking boxes or doing something extraordinary. It was quieter than that. Slower. More honest. It looked like falling asleep to the sound of the ocean.
Holding Space for Others Without Abandoning Yourself
One of the hardest lessons I’ve learned on my healing journey is how to be there for others without losing myself in the process
When Your Body Is Carrying Too Much “Masculine Energy”
Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve had two healing sessions mirimiri and energy healing and both times the message was the same
The Month That Stretched Me
From the outside, it probably looked full productive even. Plans were made. Places were explored. Boxes were ticked. Achievements unlocked
The 1am Thoughts No One Talks About
You know those nights where your body is exhausted but your mind is running through every little detail on repeat? That’s where I’m at tonight
When Home Doesn’t Look Like Home Anymore
Beautiful Mount Maunganui, the place I’ve walked countless times for grounding, clarity, and healing, now looks like a warzone.
This Will Always Be My Favourite Coast
A place where nature still feels like nature not something to be managed or consumed, but something that simply exists
Healing Is a Practice, Not a Concept
Recovery and healing are not passive experiences. They are lived, embodied, and practiced.
Midweek Getaway Energy
New places. Mankey weather. Grey skies that didn’t need fixing. They matched where I was at, and for once, that felt right
January Reflections
January has been a month of presence and intention, a time to slow down and honor my own rhythm. I’ve been learning to move at my own speed, listening to my body, heart, and mind instead of rushing to meet expectations or timelines that aren’t mine.
Memories, Miles & Choosing Life
There are trips that feel like holidays and then there are trips that feel like milestones.
Another successful long drive
I successfully drove another long trip with not too many issues, and that alone is something I pause to honor.
Eight days into 2026
Eight days into 2026 and my diary is finally filling but not with chaos or obligation. It’s filling with things that feel aligned
Last Day of 2025
The weather was moody four seasons rolling through in a single day. Sunshine breaks through clouds, the wind rises without warning, rain drifts in and then disappears.
A New Chapter, Written at My Pace
Three hundred and sixty-five blank pages not to be rushed, perfected, or filled according to anyone else’s expectations, but written slowly, intentionally, and with deep respect for the body I live in.
2026 Gets a Different Version of Me
2026 gets a different version of me rested, selective, and no longer available to people who are draining and confusing.