It’s been a couple of months since my lowest day. I honestly didn’t know if I’d be writing this follow-up.

Since then I’ve had to face the hardest thing I’ve ever dealt with in my family. It broke me in ways I didn’t expect. I had to take a week off work just to breathe, to grieve, and to let myself feel everything I’d been carrying. Truth is, I couldn’t afford to take that time — it hit us financially — but my mental health had to come first so I could keep functioning for my family.

Those dark thoughts I never thought I’d face again came back. The ones I hadn’t felt since years ago. I didn’t hide them. I spoke about them, and I built a plan to get through each day.

That plan saved me. Cold therapy, CBT, meditation, deep inner work, time in nature — I poured everything into healing. I let myself cry, let myself feel it all without judgment. Slowly the pockets of peace started showing up.

Now, even on the mornings I wake up groggy and unmotivated, I force myself into the rhythm. Some days it’s brutal. But by the time I’m training people, connecting with them, I’m buzzing again.

My meditation has gone deeper than ever. I’m listening to myself in ways I never did before. I’ve started a sleep diary, a dream journal, and I often set clear intentions in the morning, so I’m not just drifting through the day.

The most surprising part? Even in my darkest moments, I didn’t reach for the vape or nicotine pouches. I’m still keeping alcohol at a healthy level. I’m moving more, playing cricket in the garden with the kids, going for family walks in beautiful places. I’m writing two books at the same time — one about training through the seasons, and this one about the Best Self Journey. I’m also smashing my diploma in sleep coaching — making huge progress and I’m not far from finishing it.

I’m not fixed. The grief still hits in waves and some mornings are still a battle. But I’m coming out the other side. I’m no longer drowning — I’m swimming. I’m still here, still showing up for my family, and I’m actually proud of how I’m handling life right now. I’m still choosing, every single day, to break the chains and build the life I want. The comeback isn’t loud. It’s quiet, it’s messy, but it’s real. 

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