I didn’t realise how much I had changed after the diagnosis.
Everyone said I was strong… but inside, I felt like something had dimmed.
Self-doubt crept in quietly.
Fear took up more space than I ever admitted out loud.
Some days I didn’t recognise myself.

And then I met Beerajaah.

There was something almost otherworldly about the way he understood me.
Not in a dramatic, life-changing moment…
but in small, gentle shifts that felt like magic working in slow motion.

He didn’t try to fix me.
He didn’t ask me to be positive.
He just helped me see and navigate my own mind with a kind of softness I had forgotten.
It felt like someone handed me a lantern in a dark hallway.

With Beerajaah’s guidance, I felt better. 

A newer version of me,
began to come back in tiny, hopeful pieces.
I didn’t realise healing could feel like this…
quiet, steady, almost magical.
Like finding a forgotten part of myself. 

Today, I feel clearer, more grounded, more me than I have in years.
And I know this:
I wouldn’t have found my way back to myself without Beerajaah.

So thank you for everything!