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Do you ever wonder - why your relationships are such a mess - even though you're so successful? Do you wonder if it's worth staying or if you should go? Things have to change?
Let's make the decision, work out a plan, and get things done. I work with clients from all over the world - so no excuses :)
Let’s Sort Your Relationships.
That voice in your head telling you you aren't enough. The damage or flaw that you're so scared other people will find out about. All that energy hiding your real self in your relationships. Or making yourself small just to be "picked". Afraid of being "needy" Those conversations you are too scared to have. Let's have a long hard chat to that brain of yours, and stop this crap talk and start a new amazing life with me as your wingman/woman.
Ready to Make Those Tough Choices in Relationships?
Let's get this party started. You absolutely don't need to do it alone.
Here are the challenges my peeps have:
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LET'S SEE HOW MANY YOU CAN TICK OFF.
I'm Rebecca, your new get-a-grip friend.
I have personally taken the liberty of living through some crappy stuff, shitty relationships and messed up moments just for this. Meeting YOU and hooking up - so I can use everything I've learnt, to launch YOUR life into a better place. A place where you know you are enough and have all the tools to have great relationships in all areas of your life.
hey there!
I recently moved from a big city to a really small country town in Queensland, Australia, and my house is about 5 minutes from a beach.
Chances are, when I answer you on Insty, that's where I am. Feet in the sand, staring at the ocean and working out whether or not I want to go in.
Strange thing here is that the water is really warm - like a bath. To be honest, it can feel a bit creepy on your skin. So I don't always go in.
I'll have food on my clothes for absolute sure and my care factor about that is a big ZERO.
I'm the mum of 5, step-mum of 2 and nanna of 1. And that means I can't still be 30 which I think I am.
I hate having my photo taken so - that pic up there isn't me. The one down there is.
Straight talk, strong coffee, short emails, sleeping and chatting. Books. Cooking. Cookbooks. Calling it what it is. Purple. My kids. My grandkids. Pineapple. World of Warcraft and walking. My friends. Giving the finger sometimes.
Double talk, Weak coffee, Fluffing around, small talk and lying to keep the peace. Porridge (oats) and food that isn't salty enough. The colour Orange. Eeeeh. Controversial I know but - my 70's childhood did me in. Orange overkill.
With my computer on my lap, cooking, trying to work out where to look on a Zoom call, hiding in my bed, hiding Ubereats receipts, dancing - complete with disco ball. Playing the piano and watching lots and lots of true crime. Reality tv (shoot me I know), lying with my head by the speaker - listening to 80's rock.
Strong coffee. Stalking my insta friends. Cooking. Thinking about food. Notice the theme? Wondering if I should Botox. Meditating. Walking a lot - like a lot - Forrest Gump Style and dreaming of the sushi I used to be able to buy in Melbourne. All the food. Food.
Ready to Make Your Dreams Happen?
Let's get this party started. Click the button and it's takeoff for you and I