Mum of 3, wife of 1 who spent way too much fucking time taking responsibility for everyone else’s happiness.
Hubby and I met when we were 18 and right from the start his happiness was my only priority. Throw in a few kids and I just kept slipping further and further down my own ‘to do’ list.
After many miserable, exhausting years of suffering and sacrifice I finally realised, with the help of a life coach, that other people’s happiness was not my responsibility and that I was the one who had put myself in this shitty situation.
I’ve spent the last 10+ years forming habits that support my physical, emotional and spiritual health.
I’ve created boundaries around my time and energy so I’m less stabby and more happy.
I’ve started to tick things off my bucket list like:
spending 3 weeks in Italy with my bestie in 2018,
getting half my back tattooed,
getting braces and
becoming a professionally trained life and wellness coach.
Still left is:
campervan trip around NZ with my bestie (2 hippy hotties do NZ)
yoga teacher training
reiki master certificate
Vegas Baby (with hubby)
I’m now the happiest I’ve ever been,
in the best shape I’ve ever been and living my best life with grand plans for it to get even better.