I Am a Proud, Shameless Woman (But It Didn’t Come Easy to Me)

Mistress Shame and I have been in a long-term relationship — waaay before me and S.
Even before me and coffee.
That serious.

I’m really f*cking proud of who I am and where I’ve come from.
I’ve been through some shit — and created plenty of hurt and drama in its wake.

The first time I got smacked in the face by what was hiding beneath the thick, sludgy layers of shame was during an exercise my coaches invited me into back in 2018. (It’s one I still use today.)

The question was:
“What’s the one thing I absolutely don’t want appearing in tomorrow’s newspaper?”

When I asked myself that, a headline flashed through my mind:

“FAT SLTTY SX-OBSESSED WOMAN SLEEPS WITH FRIEND’S HUSBAND — NOW WOMEN PAY HER TO BECOME WHRS TOO.”

(My mind was as cruel as any tabloid scandal.)

I felt crippled.
I couldn’t tell anyone.
Shame had me silenced.

But then… I shared my story — first with my coaches, then with my clients, then with some friends.
And of course, it all came out anyway.

After a few “interesting” messages from old friends, and some hard conversations with my family, I owned it and wrote about it on social media.
(Don’t panic — not a practice I’d recommend.)

From there, I began a quest to understand how I got there — risking so much for some bloke I didn’t even want or like.

That journey led me through some of the deepest layers of shame women carry — all within my own life:

🖤 Multiple toxic relationships, blaming myself and thinking, “If only I were good enough, they’d treat me well.”
🖤 Obsessive addiction to toxic lovers — stalker-level behaviours that left me feeling insane.
🖤 Multiple affairs with married men — friends’ husbands, bosses — driven by zero boundaries and an unconscious “getting caught” k*nk.
🖤 Disordered eating from my teens into my thirties, disgusted by my own body.
🖤 Carrying the weight of CSA, silenced by threats that “it was my fault.”
🖤 Crippling debt — even bailiffs at my door.
🖤 Bingeing alcohol, drugs, and food as my default coping mechanism.

Friends were genuinely amazed I was still alive, given the utter chaos I lived in.

Even when I began following my dream and life purpose, shame followed me.
Going live on Facebook, I could barely string a sentence together.
My posts were full of typos and half-formed thoughts.

But I kept going.

I dove deep into vulnerability work.
I studied what it really takes to be shameless — to uproot that gnawing core belief:

“I am not enough. I am bad to the core.”

Over years of commitment — to my own healing and to guiding women through their Virgin-and-Wh*re wounds — I’ve landed in a space of radical self-acceptance.

Not just self-love.
Self-like. Self-backing. Self-belief. Self-actualised.

💜 I am no longer the messy damsel begging to be saved.
💜 I am not constantly chasing the fleeting relief of “getting it right.”
💜 I have built a beautiful life with my insanely loving partner.
💜 I laugh loud and hard every single day.
💜 I wake up excited for what I do and teach.
💜 I dream big. I love pleasure and turn-on.
💜 I am open to receive.
💜 I don’t just like myself — I love myself in my entirety.

All of the pieces.
All of those crazy-ass, messed-up versions of me.

I want this for every woman.

I’ve rightfully earned my nickname: The Shame Whisperer.

Mistress Shame is a force — but she can be tamed.

You can never convince me that you are bad, evil, disgusting, or wrong.
You can borrow my nervous system when you whisper your darkest secrets, and learn to steady your own.
You can reclaim your power and become truly shameless.

Over the years, I’ve developed my own process — one I use personally and have guided hundreds of women through.
A method I’ve tweaked and mastered, now more potent than ever.

This practice blends:
✨ Trauma and inner child work
✨ Ancient chakra medicine
✨ Somatic sexology
✨ A deep understanding of shame as a survival mechanism

(One that loves to get distracted by sex and money — I mean, same.)

And it doesn’t take decades.
It takes some education, about 30 minutes of practice, and a few weeks of dedicated integration.

This is exactly what I’ll teach you in REBEL SALON: SHAMELESS.

Ready to embody the turned-on, life-loving, shameless version of you?

📅 Friday 16th May 2025, 3pm BST
💸 Investment: £69

This is not one to miss.