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Before and After Stories
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Finding my way out of mental illness
I saw the world as a harsh scary place where you had to be tough in order to survive, and I didn’t see how gentleness could help me survive it.
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A stop light moment
How often do you stop to feel how much tension you are holding in your body? Could these stop moments support us to let go of worrying thoughts?
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Before and after love
I have a powerful memory of love. I was about 2 years old and sitting on my grandfather’s lap with the sun streaming through the nearby window.
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Letting people in
I remember being very little, and just loving people and letting people in – meaning, letting them into my heart and being open and transparent and letting them see all of me.
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Before and after a murder in the family
Ten or so years ago I was a very sad, miserable, withdrawn and ill woman … I was hurting and feeling shattered by the cold-blooded murder of my brother.
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From feeling a victim to living a joyful life
Regina shares that when she was growing up, she felt totally misunderstood and a victim of life. So, she learnt to shut down; to shut herself away from a world that she found way too hard to live in.
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Enough
For most of my life I have never thought I was good enough. I am pretty sure I didn’t feel this as a really young child, but as I grew I can see now how the idea ballooned one breath at a time . . .
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Bringing self-worth out of hiding
My true self-worth is now out of hiding; I’ve come a long way in silencing my harsh inner critic, and I love that who I am now is so authentic and real.
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A good night’s sleep
We all have some idea that we need a good night’s sleep in order to wake up feeling refreshed in the mornings, but for many of us this is not our reality as we often fall into bed at night exhausted and wake up with the same feeling of exhaustion we went to bed with.
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A tender man – before and after competitive sport
I started to play competitive sport when I was very young. I played rugby union from when I was a thin, tender and delicate 9-year-old boy and in my second year my team lost every game.