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This is one of those topics many people feel in their bones long before they have language for it. You might notice patterns that seem to repeat across generations. Anxiety that feels older than you. A deep sense of responsibility that never really switches off. Difficulty resting, trusting, or asking for help. And a quiet but persistent feeling of "something isn’t wrong with me, but something happened before me." That is often where intergenerational trauma in marginalised

Here we are, January. That weird month where everyone seems to be sprinting into self-improvement like their life depends on it… while many of us are just trying to remember what day it is. There’s so much pressure to reinvent yourself the second the clock strikes midnight. New habits, new routines, new personality, who dis? And if you’re someone who grew up being the strong one, the responsible one, the low-maintenance one, January can feel like a performance review you n

Christmas is supposed to be filled with warmth, connection, and twinkly lights… at least that’s the story we’re all sold. But when you’re carrying Christmas grief, the season can feel heavy. It’s not all soft lighting, journaling prompts, and green smoothies. Sometimes, it’s exhaustion. Rage. Numbness. The quiet ache of feeling unseen. Because when your story exists within systems that have ignored or harmed you, healing isn’t just personal—it’s political. 

When you’re healing while marginalised, it often doesn’t look like what’s shown on wellness feeds. It’s not all soft lighting, journaling prompts, and green smoothies. Sometimes, it’s exhaustion. Rage. Numbness. The quiet ache of feeling unseen. Because when your story exists within systems that have ignored or harmed you, healing isn’t just personal—it’s political. 

If you’ve ever collapsed into bed only to lie there with your mind racing, you’re not alone. Many of us struggle to rest, not because we don’t want to, but because our bodies and brains don’t know how. Rest isn’t just about sleep. It’s about safety — and if your nervous system doesn’t feel safe, true rest can feel impossible.

If you were the one who had to “have it together” as a kid… this one’s for you. Maybe you were the emotional support for a parent who couldn't cope. Or the fixer in your family, stepping in when adults didn’t—or wouldn’t—take responsibility. You didn’t get to just be a child. You were the listener, the caretaker, the peacekeeper. And now, as an adult? You’re exhausted. Over-responsible. Emotionally hyper-aware but deeply disconnected from your own needs. This is parentificati

Let’s get something clear from the start: if you’ve been in survival mode, it’s not because you’re weak. It’s because you adapted. You did what you had to do to stay emotionally afloat in environments that didn’t offer safety, softness, or space for your full self. That, in itself, is a form of strength.

If you’ve ever sat in silence after a microaggression, held your tongue in a meeting, or walked through the world feeling like you have to constantly explain or shrink yourself... you're likely carrying the emotional weight of systemic oppression.

Many of us who grew up being “the strong one” — the one who held everything together — carry invisible wounds. Especially for those from marginalised communities, where survival often takes priority over emotional safety, we’re not taught how to spot toxic dynamics… let alone heal from them.

Learn how to set guilt-free boundaries, even when family and culture make it hard. Practical tips for people-pleasers ready to heal.

Your inner critic can feel like an uninvited guest that holds you back. But what if you could learn to quiet that voice and embrace a...

our relationship with yourself is the foundation for how you navigate the world, connect with others, and care for your emotional well-being

Relational trauma doesn’t just disappear with time—it leaves an imprint, shaping how we see ourselves and the world around us. Whether...