My Personal Story: From Desperation to True Healing
There was a time when I felt like my body was broken. Everything I ate made me inflamed. I slept poorly. I was always tired. I had infections that wouldn’t go away. And even though I was doing “everything right,” I kept feeling worse and worse.
My story with health didn’t start as an adult. I come from decades of fighting with my body. From a very young age I lived with chronic fatigue, asthma, allergies, lack of energy, digestive problems, and a constant feeling that something wasn’t right.
At 12 years old, I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism. At 14, I began battling bulimia. And for years, that obsession with having the “perfect” body led me to extremes: overtraining, restrictive diets, and using pharmaceutical support. None of it brought me closer to wellness; it only sank me deeper into a body that felt more and more foreign.
Years later, more layers appeared: SIBO (small intestinal bacterial overgrowth), chronic candidiasis, autoimmune disease, and severe hormonal imbalances. My skin, digestion, immune system, energy—everything collapsed. Along with it, my confidence that I could ever feel well again.
In that process, I saw countless doctors, specialists, and professionals. I jumped from appointment to appointment looking for answers, but only found partial solutions, temporary fixes, or diagnoses that didn’t explain the whole picture. To make matters worse, the medications I was prescribed not only didn’t help, but actually made my condition worse. Each new symptom, each side effect, made me feel more trapped in a body no one seemed to understand.
After years of carrying all of that, I entered another equally demanding stage. I was stuck in a toxic relationship, where emotional stress was constant. At the same time, I demanded myself to be “the perfect woman”: studying, working excessively, training to have the dream body. I lived in 100% masculine energy—pushing, controlling, proving. There was no space for rest or listening to my body. Only for performing.
In that stage, perfectionism was my refuge. If my body didn’t respond, I demanded more of it. If I felt exhausted, I blamed myself for not being “stronger.” And little by little, I drained myself—physically and emotionally.
When I no longer had the energy to even keep up that façade of perfection, the need for change arrived. It was half a conscious decision, half a survival instinct. I wanted to escape. From the relationship, from the life that suffocated me, from a body that no longer responded.
My dream had always been to live in Europe, but life had other plans. On a friend’s recommendation, I started with Australia. The plan was to stay a few months, then move to Spain. But as always, we make plans and God decides.
Then the pandemic came. It forced me to stay in Australia, which to this day I call home.
Moving to a country with a different language and starting from zero was, for me, an identity crisis. At one point, I didn’t even know who I was anymore. And like everyone, the pandemic forced me to stop and look within. That’s when a deep healing journey began, even while I was still in survival mode.
The stress of a new country, isolation, the end of a four-year relationship, and the pressure of sustaining myself alone pushed my body to the limit. That’s when I hit rock bottom. And that’s when I realised I had to do something radically different.
That’s where a new stage began: studying my own body. At that moment, all I wanted was answers. So I first sought out a health coach, who opened my mind and introduced me to a completely different approach. For the first time, I felt like I could actively participate in my healing process.
My goal was to recover my menstrual cycle. After quitting birth control, I had gone a year and a half without a period (amenorrhea), and it deeply distressed me. We worked on lowering stress, removing processed foods, and balancing my hormones. My cycle returned, and that filled me with joy. As a result of that process, the psoriasis I had struggled with for years also disappeared.
But the journey didn’t end there. Even after achieving that first major goal, my gut was still failing. I was still dealing with food allergies and recurring candidiasis. That’s when I decided to go deeper: I wanted to truly understand what was happening in my body.
That was the moment I chose to train as a health coach and immerse myself in Functional Medicine. I tested every protocol on my own body, validating each step through my own experience. Because I understood I could never teach other women anything I hadn’t first lived and deeply understood myself.