Hey love, pull up a chair.

Today, we're going inward into the quiet ache of low self-esteem and what it truly takes to come out whole on the other side.

In this episode, I share the raw story of how I went from being the quiet, unsure girl afraid to speak to the woman behind this mic. It's not a Pinterest version of healing. It's the real one, the awkward one. The long, low and soft kind.

We talked about growing up feeling invisible, being mocked for things you couldn't control, and what it feels like to remember that you are enough slowly.

If you've ever felt "too small", too quiet, too different or like your voice doesn't belong in the room, this episode is for you.

Sit with me.

This is The Healing Table.

Where your feelings are not too loud.... they're finally being heard.

In today’s episode, we’re talking about a kind of hurt that often goes unnoticed, the quiet ache of growing up emotionally unseen.

Inspired by a heartfelt conversation with someone very dear to me, we explore what it feels like when your parents are present physically, but absent emotionally. When provision was given, but connection was missing.

We talk about the invisible grief of being the “strong one” too early, the emotional neglect that teaches us to swallow our feelings, and the lifelong journey of learning we were never “too needy” we were just never truly held.

This is for anyone who’s ever felt unseen, unheard, or emotionally invisible.
At The Healing Table, your feelings are safe here.

Pull up a seat. Let’s talk.

Have you ever been so kind that it hurt? So soft that you forgot to protect your own heart? In this episode of The Healing Table, I open up about the kind of kindness that left me drained, unseen, and quietly breaking inside.

It’s a story about giving too much, hoping too hard, and realising that being a good person doesn’t mean you have to bleed to prove it.
We talk boundaries, emotional self-respect, and what happens when we love others more than we love ourselves.

If you’ve ever stayed too long, cared too deeply, or loved someone who didn’t pour back into you… Pull up a chair. This one’s for you.

Because kindness should never come at the cost of your peace.