Who writes these words and runs The Resting Tree is somewhat a believer, a forgiven believer.
I have been hurt, I have been abused and my parents were hurt and abused, too.
Their way to cope was alcohol, depression, anger, co-dependency and suicidal attempts.
Mine was panic attacks, anxiety and depression. And lies, co-dependency, fear, guilt, shame.
I was born a Catholic, studied religions and spirituality since 1993 and I tried them all. I think I have read a good 75% of self-help books, too!
I went through a marriage, a separation and a divorce.
I moved not only house multiple times, but country. I know what it means being alone, frustrated, hopeless and discouraged.
I have worked in Marketing/Branding and as a PA, giving lectures and interactive talks.
I am now going even deeper as a trainee counsellor.
This is the reason why The Resting Tree was created, and why I have decided to help other hurt people.
Hurt people, hurt people. What you do with your pain, is what counts.
This is my story. What’s yours?