15/12/2025
I’m heartbroken.
Yesterday afternoon, I was just scrolling through social media like we all do — not really thinking about much — and then I saw the post that said, “Run for shelter.”
And in that moment, everything changed.
I went from casually scrolling to sitting there frozen, feeling that familiar rush of fear that comes when your body recognises danger before your mind does.
And then the updates started coming in.
And suddenly, I wasn’t just watching what was happening at Bondi — I was feeling it.
It’s hard to explain how quickly a trigger can take you back.
How something you see on a screen can instantly pull you into memories you’ve worked so hard to make peace with.
It’s only been days since the Wieambilla anniversary, and it all just felt… heavy.
I cried.
A lot.
Then I smiled
Then I cried again.
I zoned out.
I danced.
I screamed.
And I reminded myself — and I want to remind you — that it’s okay to feel all of it.
Days like yesterday don’t have a rule book.
There’s no right or wrong way to process something like that, especially if it hit close to home or stirred old wounds you thought had healed.
For me, today was about giving myself permission to not push through.
To take the day for me, not the business.
To be offline, quiet, still.
Because I needed to.
And if you did too, that’s okay.
I’m so incredibly grateful for the people in my life who check in, who understand, who hold space without needing an explanation.
If you’ve felt the heaviness too — I see you.
You’re not alone.
Take care of yourself, however that looks for you.
Be gentle with your heart, and with others.
Because we’re all carrying a lot right now — and we could all use a bit more kindness. 🤍
