I draw on my own journey, weaving together reflective practice and storytelling.
This is where my journey began.
At the age of 12, I developed anorexia.
And then there was a gap.
At 26, I discovered that I’m autistic.
During that gap, it often felt like the knowledge and understanding I needed to recover were out of reach. It was like trying to navigate a pitch-black forest, without a map, or a torch.
But at 26, things began to change.
I stopped circling in the darkness and started making sense of my experiences, initially through an autistic lens.
I realised that the approaches, tools, and strategies I needed for recovery needed to look a little different.
So, I began to create my own map, to guide my way forward.
Nine years later, I also received an ADHD diagnosis.