Sometimes, the best way to deal with anxiety is to laugh at it. Not the fake, awkward kind of laugh, but the proper, relieved laugh you get when you realise you’re not alone. When someone makes a joke that cuts right to the heart of what you’ve been privately agonising over, and suddenly, you feel a little less trapped.

The relationship we have with our bodies is often one of the most tangled and deeply personal journeys we undertake. For so many of us, it is marked by shame, criticism, and an unrelenting pressure to fit into someone else’s ideal. We wage war on ourselves, believing the stories that tell us we’re not enough, that we’re flawed. But what if we flipped that narrative? What if, instead of berating our bodies, we offered them kindness, respect, and the love they deserve?

In a world where women are still fighting for equality and facing news story after news story of horror, my practice of offering therapy through a feminist lens gives a space where women’s experiences are seen, validated, and understood. It’s an approach that doesn’t just skim the surface but digs deep into the societal pressures, gender roles, and power dynamics that shape our mental health. Because let’s face it—traditional mental health models haven’t always been built with women in mind.