I remember sitting there after a bath knowing that my mum was about to brush my hair. I felt the fear of god come through me. My heart was pumping so hard, I was afraid she could hear it. I knew she hated brushing my hair, because it was curly and hard to control and I knew if I even flinched, I would be beaten so hard. I was sitting between her legs on the floor when she grabbed the brush and it was so violent, I screamed. She was pulling my hair and ripping at the knots. As the scream came out, I wanted to put it straight back in. She lost it and grabbed my hair, pulled it hard, so hard I thought I was going to stop breathing and dragged me upstairs and proceeded to whack my head against the bath over and over again and grabbed scissors and started to chop off my hair (this was also not allowed for girls in my culture, so I started to think, omg I’m going to be even more trouble) My Dad came in from work and caught her. 

I still don’t know why she did this to me and no one else. Whatever it was, it cut deep scars into me.  All I do know is she had dark demons of her own having come from an abusive childhood herself, and she also had all the characteristics of bipolar personality disorder or a narcissist. 

I seemed to attract this everywhere I went, bullied at school, suffering physically abusive relationships right into my thirties and constantly feeling belittled and bullied in the corporate world, even when I was sitting on multi million dollar boards.

Tragedy and Grief

That changed everything in a way that was beyond my wildest imagination was at the tender age of sixteen. I watched my dad – a strong man that provided for the family his whole life – lose his entire business and become seriously depressed.I watched him walk straight out of the front door, never to be seen again. I was the last one to see him. My dad was missing for almost three agonizing months, and found in the River Thames. He had taken his own life to save his family from losing their home, futures and a life that he believed he promised us and he would not let us down. It turned my life inside out and I did know if I would survive it. It made me realise there is nothing worse that a wasted life. 

Misfit

I didn’t realize that I always hated the rules of the corporate world – the powerplays, the backstabbing and the politics made me feel like an imposter. I was being bullied and ridiculed right in front of my colleagues by another woman director.

One day I walked in and felt her there. I wondered what I was doing there and why I was putting myself through this. At that moment the woman came over and I panicked. She literally scared the life out of me and seemed to hate me for no reason at all. When she approached me and began critiquing my work in a derogatory way, I honestly thought if I spoke, I’d cry. I could feel the tears coming but pushed then down.

Confessions of a

Liberated Warrior

The Pay Off

Now I enjoy a luxury lifestyle, travel when I want, I do things on my terms, working with clients all over the world, doing what I love. I love each and everyone of them!! It’s a dream come true.

Since then, I have I cleaned up my past and made a commitment to dedicate the rest of my professional life to helping other corporate professional women, like me, that feel stuck to breakthrough their inner blocks, ESCAPE from the corporate world –  make 5 figures in the first 30 days and 6 figures in the first year and have the FREEDOM to create the life that they’ve always dreamed of. Working with fed up women from all over the world who need the courage to leave their successful corporate careers and follow their passion in order to realize their dreams, and I’ve watched their confidence and bank accounts BUST THROUGH the ROOF.