
When things first began to unravel for my daughter, it felt like living in constant crisis. Every day brought new fears, new words I didn’t understand, and a system that didn’t seem to have space for her. I was scared, angry, and exhausted, but I kept showing up, because that’s what mums do.
Over time, I began to see the patterns, the triggers, the calm after the storms, and how much language and understanding matter. I discovered DBT, learned how to regulate my own emotions, and realised that supporting Sydni meant taking care of myself too. That’s when “chaos” started to shift into something I could begin to manage.
Calm doesn’t mean everything’s perfect, it means we can breathe again. It’s quiet moments walking the dogs, laughing at something small, or simply not being afraid to face another day. That’s what I want for every mum who finds this space: a little more hope, a little more calm, and the reminder that you’re doing better than you think.
